Yeat - Gettin Hi (Soup 2) lyrics

I was in that trackhawk, on a black top
(Swerve)
I made fifty bands, on this laptop (Fifty)
Bitches falling out they jumping in
Like this was hopscotch (Falling out)
Apparently twizzy empty the whole mag
They catch some soup now soup

Yeah i wasn't thinking bout no homicide
I was thinking about getting high (High)
Wasn't even fucking that bitch
That bitch just happy to ride (yeah)
I was on the ecstasy they
Heard my shit they cry
(yeah, This is a Slump Audios Exclusive)
Twizzy down the way but he got
Blicks that boy gon slide (Phew, phew, phew)
I'm not talking bout this
Chicken for no reason, we get right
(Phew, phew, phew)
Your bitch a good girl during the week
But on the weekend they gon slide
I wasn't thinking bout no homicide
I was thinking about getting high (High)
They don't know the kid, mob ties (Mob)
I was just fucking this bitch then she
Gave me some lil mop top
Everything I ever did was on my time
(My time) all these times I fucked around
Got me iced out (Iced out)
I was in that trackhawk, on that black top
(Swerve)
I made fifty bands, on this laptop (Fifty)
Bitches falling out they jumping in
Like this was hopscotch (Falling out)
Apparently twizzy empty the whole mag
They catch some soup now

Soupy, yeah soupy, yeah soup, yeah soupy
Yeah soup (yeah)
Yeah soupy, yeah soup, yeah soupy, yeah soup
(Let's go)
Yeah soupy, yeah soupy, yeah soupy, yeah soup
(Let's go)
Yeah soup, goated like lil soup, yeah soup
Goated like lil soupy (Let's go)
Yeah

Yeah i wasn't thinking bout no homicide
I was thinking about getting high (High)
Wasn't even fucking that bitch
That bitch just happy to ride (yeah)
I was on the ecstasy they
Heard my shit they cry
(yeah, This is a Slump Audios Exclusive)
Twizzy down the way but he got
Blicks that boy gon slide (Phew, phew, phew)
I'm not talking bout this
Chicken for no reason, we get right
(Phew, phew, phew)
Your bitch a good girl during the week
But on the weekend they gon slide
I wasn't thinking bout no homicide
I was thinking about getting high (High)
They don't know the kid, mob ties (Mob)
I was just fucking this bitch then she
Gave me some lil mob tie
Everything I ever did was on my time
(My time) all these times I fucked around
Got me iced out (Iced out)
I was in that trackhawk, on that black top
(Swerve)
I made fifty bands, on this laptop (Fifty)
Bitches falling out they jumping in
Like this was hopscotch (Falling out)