Freddie Gibbs - Stay High lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs - Stay High lyrics]
Let me get another pull of the dro
Im'a spit it on the flow
Im'a let a'h nigga know
?He the truth in the booth? n
A'h let a nigga loose
You about to see a'h nigga stop
Go threw the roof
But these other niggas bout to
Get they groove back
Do you see me ridin in'a
Ride with a few strapes
Im'a hit the hood, Im'a find me a'h ?
Empty the clips, so a nigga can't shoot back
In the lac, I'm riding clean, blowin' green
Sippin lean
Got a couple of ho's in the backseat
Headed to the telly
And im bout to get up in them jeans
I don't even gotta know these ho's
Grade A dick im'a show these ho's
Witness the right time promote these ho's
And I always put dough before these ho's
I be chillin witch yo baby momma she was on
A nigga when she seen me in'a magazine
No doubt im'a talk a bitch out
Till she fucken every mothafucka on my team
Hit a'h bitch with a'h couple of
Drinks, n something to smoke
N even get her something to eat
When im done with that ass
Im'a hit the streets
Im'a pimp so I make her down
Her feet to the concrete
Many man want to test the kid
But I never let a mothafucka stress the kid
I stick a nigga for his
Watch and his necklace
And in the middle of the
Street he'll be resting bitch
F-R to the E double D-IE, right?
Please so I gotta keep a weapon with me
You ain't seen me on the old school MTV
With the best of the tree
You can bet Freddie G stay (High)
Im'a spit it on the flow
Im'a let a'h nigga know
?He the truth in the booth? n
A'h let a nigga loose
You about to see a'h nigga stop
Go threw the roof
But these other niggas bout to
Get they groove back
Do you see me ridin in'a
Ride with a few strapes
Im'a hit the hood, Im'a find me a'h ?
Empty the clips, so a nigga can't shoot back
In the lac, I'm riding clean, blowin' green
Sippin lean
Got a couple of ho's in the backseat
Headed to the telly
And im bout to get up in them jeans
I don't even gotta know these ho's
Grade A dick im'a show these ho's
Witness the right time promote these ho's
And I always put dough before these ho's
I be chillin witch yo baby momma she was on
A nigga when she seen me in'a magazine
No doubt im'a talk a bitch out
Till she fucken every mothafucka on my team
Hit a'h bitch with a'h couple of
Drinks, n something to smoke
N even get her something to eat
When im done with that ass
Im'a hit the streets
Im'a pimp so I make her down
Her feet to the concrete
Many man want to test the kid
But I never let a mothafucka stress the kid
I stick a nigga for his
Watch and his necklace
And in the middle of the
Street he'll be resting bitch
F-R to the E double D-IE, right?
Please so I gotta keep a weapon with me
You ain't seen me on the old school MTV
With the best of the tree
You can bet Freddie G stay (High)