IamSu!, Chris O’Bannon - High Enough lyrics
[IamSu!, Chris O’Bannon - High Enough lyrics]
Fuck it up, yeah
Walk it off, yeah, yeah, walk it off
Fuck it up, yeah walk it off, yeah, yeah
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
She need rims how she ride it
You know a nigga rich like Roddy
I brought her ass right out of
Pop, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
She left my ass with no choice
Not a ultimatum
Pull up in a Escalade and we all together
Home court advantage, yeah, we ball together
I pull up in a Jeep, no doors
I still felt rich when I was poor
And the shoes Christian Dior
I'm countin' blue strips, but
I need more, more, more
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She know a nigga rich like Roddy
I walked her fine ass right
Out of lil' Johnny's
Shout to passing me the torch
I felt rich when I was poor
Runtzm blunts, home run, crunch
Knock me out the park
If it's really up, then put this shit apart
Blues, blues, that's what I need today
I made a play first take like I'm Stephen A
Speaking on me to the pigs
Turn you right to bacon
Pop, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
She left my ass with no choice
Not a ultimatum
Pull up in a Escalade and we all together
Home court advantage, yeah, we ball together
I pull up in a Jeep, no doors
I still felt rich when I was poor
And the shoes Christian Dior
I'm countin' blue strips, but
I need more, more, more
I pull up in a Jeep, no doors
I still felt rich when I was poor
And the shoes Christian Dior
I'm countin' blue strips, but
I need more, more, more
Oh, woah
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Walk it off, yeah, yeah, walk it off
Fuck it up, yeah walk it off, yeah, yeah
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
She need rims how she ride it
You know a nigga rich like Roddy
I brought her ass right out of
Pop, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
She left my ass with no choice
Not a ultimatum
Pull up in a Escalade and we all together
Home court advantage, yeah, we ball together
I pull up in a Jeep, no doors
I still felt rich when I was poor
And the shoes Christian Dior
I'm countin' blue strips, but
I need more, more, more
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She know a nigga rich like Roddy
I walked her fine ass right
Out of lil' Johnny's
Shout to passing me the torch
I felt rich when I was poor
Runtzm blunts, home run, crunch
Knock me out the park
If it's really up, then put this shit apart
Blues, blues, that's what I need today
I made a play first take like I'm Stephen A
Speaking on me to the pigs
Turn you right to bacon
Pop, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
She left my ass with no choice
Not a ultimatum
Pull up in a Escalade and we all together
Home court advantage, yeah, we ball together
I pull up in a Jeep, no doors
I still felt rich when I was poor
And the shoes Christian Dior
I'm countin' blue strips, but
I need more, more, more
I pull up in a Jeep, no doors
I still felt rich when I was poor
And the shoes Christian Dior
I'm countin' blue strips, but
I need more, more, more
Oh, woah
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah