Future - WE JUS WANNA GET HIGH lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Future - WE JUS WANNA GET HIGH lyrics]
(80-80-808 Mafia)
We just wanna get real high-igh-igh
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
That nigga know that bitch he
Got is mine, mine, mine
That's your bitch and that's
My bitch too, nigga, don't forget
I was looking out my rearview
Finger on the trigger
Switching bitches like tennis shoes
I damn near forget
I'm in love with my money, baby
I don't want shit
Panamera view inside my truck
Like a penthouse dog-ass bitch
She just tryna suck my wrist off
All these blue strips
I might bust out and Crip walk
Take the cocaine with me
They gon' make a nigga chain talk
Choosin' on a pimp
I'ma slice it like a chainsaw
You lil' bitty shrimp
I'ma take a nigga main ho
Send her home to you, she
Don't wanna talk to you, her brain sore
Grand remarkable, I get dollars like Diego
Grand National
Made it skrrt outside the bando
Two Glock 40s, they gon' call me Pluto Rambo
Finessin' a sport, bitch, hand
Me the fork, yeah, yeah
Top like New York, bitch
Giving intercourse, yeah, yeah
Drop-top Rolls-Royce like I ain't
Got a choice, yeah, yeah
Bag it up and sell it and
Go cop me some Screw
Twenty-six Pirellis, put on brand new shoes
Zero below, all this ice, catch the flu
Panamera view inside my truck
Like a penthouse dog-ass bitch
She just tryna suck my wrist off
All these blue strips
I might bust out and Crip walk
Take the cocaine with me
They gon' make a nigga chain talk
Choosin' on a pimp
I'ma slice it like a chainsaw
You lil' bitty shrimp
I'ma take a nigga main ho
I been tryna balance out the
Money with the dope too much drip
Bitch gotta walk around with a float
Messy hoes know this bitch fucking on a GOAT
They know what come with
That ice, Chane'-ne', coco
I give bitches a lil' hype and then I adiós
I got the Midas touch
Extended Rolls-Royce Ghost
When I ain't got them hitters 'round
You still can't approach
Don't make me have to up this
Motherfucker and let it go
Security for these bitches 'cause they
Ain't got no control
Don't make me have to up this
Motherfucker and let it go
We just wanna get real high-igh-igh
We just wanna get real high-igh-igh
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
That nigga know that bitch he
Got is mine, mine, mine
That's your bitch and that's
My bitch too, nigga, don't forget
I was looking out my rearview
Finger on the trigger
Switching bitches like tennis shoes
I damn near forget
I'm in love with my money, baby
I don't want shit
Panamera view inside my truck
Like a penthouse dog-ass bitch
She just tryna suck my wrist off
All these blue strips
I might bust out and Crip walk
Take the cocaine with me
They gon' make a nigga chain talk
Choosin' on a pimp
I'ma slice it like a chainsaw
You lil' bitty shrimp
I'ma take a nigga main ho
Send her home to you, she
Don't wanna talk to you, her brain sore
Grand remarkable, I get dollars like Diego
Grand National
Made it skrrt outside the bando
Two Glock 40s, they gon' call me Pluto Rambo
Finessin' a sport, bitch, hand
Me the fork, yeah, yeah
Top like New York, bitch
Giving intercourse, yeah, yeah
Drop-top Rolls-Royce like I ain't
Got a choice, yeah, yeah
Bag it up and sell it and
Go cop me some Screw
Twenty-six Pirellis, put on brand new shoes
Zero below, all this ice, catch the flu
Panamera view inside my truck
Like a penthouse dog-ass bitch
She just tryna suck my wrist off
All these blue strips
I might bust out and Crip walk
Take the cocaine with me
They gon' make a nigga chain talk
Choosin' on a pimp
I'ma slice it like a chainsaw
You lil' bitty shrimp
I'ma take a nigga main ho
I been tryna balance out the
Money with the dope too much drip
Bitch gotta walk around with a float
Messy hoes know this bitch fucking on a GOAT
They know what come with
That ice, Chane'-ne', coco
I give bitches a lil' hype and then I adiós
I got the Midas touch
Extended Rolls-Royce Ghost
When I ain't got them hitters 'round
You still can't approach
Don't make me have to up this
Motherfucker and let it go
Security for these bitches 'cause they
Ain't got no control
Don't make me have to up this
Motherfucker and let it go
We just wanna get real high-igh-igh