Gunna, Lil Gotit, Danny Wolf - High Profile lyrics

Sergio Giavanni Kitchens [College Park, Georgia. USA.]

[Gunna, Lil Gotit, Danny Wolf - High Profile lyrics]

Yeah, yeah, let's go
Right on our time, you know how I roll
Me and Lil Gotit, we drip on the road
Slatt Gotit, Slatt Gotit, you know how it go
Mr young Wunna don't know how to fold
(Danny, i see you) 10Fifty, I love you

High profile nigga, my sneakers two G's
(Racks)
We lit now, remember we rappin' for fees
My pocket's a maze, got all kind of cheese
(All kind of cheese)
I fucked up the belly and don't care the fee
(Don't care the fee)
Hot like a fire, top off at the light
High as a kite, I don't care the degrees
(High)
Niggas get whacked over envy and greed
(Greed)
My time to go spin the block for Lil Keed
(Skrrt)

Watch 'cause they plotting
Watch 'causе they plotting
Study like sciencе, real niggas dying
Please think again, don't follow this
Ain't taking no chances
I'm striking like lightning
I'm covered in diamonds
She think I'm slow but I
Know that I'm slimy dick on this pole
You can call me your highness
Can't love no more
I'm a muh'fucking giant
(Muh'fucking giant) yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull up in a shark, great white
I'm a blue snake and I bite (Bite)
Chrome Heart crosses for Christ (Christ)
I'm stuck in shawty head like lice
Still tryna get my cousin out for life
(Out for life)
We in the new trap bringing back the rice

High profile nigga, my sneakers two G's
(Racks)
We lit now, remember we rappin' for fees
My pocket's a maze, got all kind of cheese
(All kind of cheese)
I fucked up the belly and don't care the fee
(Don't care the fee)
Hot like a fire, top off at the light
High as a kite, I don't care the degrees
(High)
Niggas get whacked over envy and greed
(Greed)
My time to go spin the block for Lil Keed
(Skrrt)

Jumped off the Porsche, yeah
We landed in checks
Z01 push-start, it don't need a key
I put some slimes in his face
He can't breathe
Fucking her best friend, she know I'ma cheat
Wunna put us in a Lamb', we breathe
My youngin' gon' push up with sticks
Talk is cheap
I got some Fear of God drip all on me
Diamonds gon' hit, they knock out the ring
We got on Cartier, yeah, with these rings
Gave her a Percocet, she sucked on me
Muh'fuck the cap, she cum in the mouth
Threw back an Addy and got in her drawers
Just like a heart
Yeah I'm all in her throat play with me
Choppers gon' rip at his throat
Slatt, slatt, slime, three in a row
My shoes all-white
They collab' with the GOAT

High profile nigga, my sneakers two G's
(Racks)
We lit now, remember we rappin' for fees
My pocket's a maze, got all kind of cheese
(All kind of cheese)
I fucked up the belly and don't care the fee
(Don't care the fee)
Hot like a fire, top off at the light
High as a kite, I don't care the degrees
(High)
Niggas get whacked over envy and greed
(Greed)
My time to go spin the block for Lil Keed
(Skrrt)

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