Im standing on the curb, Puffin on the herb, Tryin get what a mother fucker deserve, Im trying stay high, True to the trilla, Tryin get richer cuz it
that supa fly vibe and that high self esteem cus everybody know every king need a queen with that supa fly vibe and that high self esteem [Hook(Marcos
be on my side But baby this is all I can provide The whole town'll have water if I lay this pipe I'm on top of the world and I'm so high I gotta drop
pain That's why I'll be there When the storm rises up, when the shadows descend Ev'ry beat of my heart, ev'ry day without end I will stand like a rock
to the caps Yo Meth, Tical, and D I'm ASAP, I'm crack a don chicken hunting at KFC In '83 I was that scrub TLC talking 'bout Now I rock the house Chalk
it down on yawl now Energy inspires Dino hypes da place 'pon bass how crowds heat up the fire Now '95 found high night flyin' tight as Sonne E Mo Pleasure
the shadows Of the lime light She's high voltage she loves rock n roll She's high voltage she loves rock n roll She's high voltage she loves rock n
air Should be clear I'm a cold, hard killer Who's sophisticated with touch of high-class A heart-breaker bringing death by sexy A lady-killing mama in a rock
there's some rumors going round someone's underground she can rock you in the nighttime 'til your skin turns red woo hoo witchy woman see how high
there's some rumors going round someone's underground she can rock you in the nighttime 'til your skin turns red woo hoo witchy woman see how high she
is when the barrels jump back on the heat Y'all don't wanna see me jump back in the street So be happy that I rock them slumped back in the seats Being
V They ride double R, smell like double C The Bags are L.V., D, or a double G Fly as hell, shades wire cell On E, sippin P.J., high as hell And please
you pull a hamstring honey These pimps just better have a gothic for me I got them hoes starin like they got a problem with me I got them boys slingin rocks
the gum outta blow pop, (Woo!) The feds wanna talk to my accountant to, they heard I bottle green like mountain dew, Too many rocks to be countin boo
Riding with your bitch got keys on the lady Triple gold these four tires on the whip Young Carter sliding out I'm flyer than the whip Yeah, higher than
crew?,, black and grey, we the Raiders Diamonds in my ear, please baby these are lasers, haters Front on me? Huh, I doubt it punk Pop the trunk, my goons, high
loca Only nigga in the hood you can come see for either weed or coca Nark's wanna see me and my team in a chair They heard about the kid with the high