Kodak Black, Chief Keef, Fredo Santana - High Off Gun Powder lyrics

Keith Farrelle Cozart

[Kodak Black, Chief Keef, Fredo Santana - High Off Gun Powder lyrics]

Ayy man, y'all know what the fuck goin' on
Man
Sniper Gang shit, man, big Z's, 26136, man
Savage Squad, Glo Gang, dup
You dig, you dig? (1Mind)

Staying sober tryna drop albums
But I get high off of gunpowder
All this money keep a nigga calmer
But it ain't nothin' to hit
Your whole block up
But I ain't tryna go back to the bottom
About the jewelry, I'ma die about 'em
I'm glowed up, put that on my Z
I'm poured up, I'm on promethazine

I'm poured up, I'm on codeine (Lean)
That bitch want me, she gotta do my team
(My team)
We ride with 30s with them green beams
(Green beams) kidnap a rapper
Now his label gotta pay the fee (Ahaha)
I'm super savage
Niggas know not to play with me
(Play with me) kick that bitch out, nah
She can't lay with me (Fuck that thot)
Niggas switchin' teams, what? Like they KD
(Fuck them niggas)
But I'm really in the field like I'm AB
(What?) touchdown, hundred pounds up in AZ
(Let's get it) it's goin' down
You out of bounds if you want beef
(You know it)
Shoot a nigga down, hundred round in my heat
(Grrrra) i fuck my bitch and pop some
Xannys just to go to sleep (Ya dig?)

Staying sober, tryna drop albums
But I get high off of gunpowder
All this money keep a nigga calmer
But it ain't nothin' to hit
Your whole block up
But I ain't tryna go back to the bottom
About the jewelry, I'ma die about 'em
I'm glowed up, put that on my Z
I'm poured up, I'm on promethazine

The only stretch I'm doin' from a nap
(yeah, huh?)
Turn a fuckin' crab to some craps
(Let's get it)
Bitch, give me face, if you gon' do it
Do it 'SAP (Thottie)
You say you want codeine
Grab a cup and get a tap (Lean)
Blunt of that 'lato, ice kickin' ass
Catch a combo
Zoom past faster than a bullet out a gun hole
I ride, patrol out to get me
Gotta dodge 'em like a pothole
Told her that I'm on my way
To crack her like a taco (Bang, bang)
My flag with no stand
How I'm mothafuckin' tiltin'
Livin' in the Hills, when you park
Turn your wheel in (Hm-m)
Do a bitch bad, someone take me to detention
All this fuckin' loud
Someone take me to the incense (Bang)

Staying sober, tryna drop albums
But I get high off of gunpowder
All this money keep a nigga calmer
But it ain't nothin' to hit
Your whole block up
But I ain't tryna go back to the bottom
About the jewelry, I'ma die about 'em
I'm glowed up, put that on my Z
I'm poured up, I'm on promethazine

Sniper Gang, man, GBE, you
Know how we rockin', man
Whole lot of gang shit
Ya dig? Ya dig? Ya dig?

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