​high IQ lyrics

by

Eem Triplin


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, ayy, uh

[Chorus]
She a pretty b*tch up in my eyes
High IQ (I), I like you
Come into my garden, love (Go)
Double cup, it mixed with purple juice, I've been drugged (Yeah)
I’m a big dog, keep my fire in sight, we gon' fight (Go)
Like a bird, I'ma fly
Are you sure you wanna die? (Die)
Sticks, choppers don’t reload (Yeah)
Bullet to your f*cking dome (Huh)
Who you know that keep a stick and don't f*cking pop sh*t? (Go)
Pick him up and don't drop sh*t, I'ma rock sh*t (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
This a Glock with no attachment, I'ma drop sh*t (Yeah)
What I mean, I keep a mop stick in my pocket (Haha)
I like all my b*tches ratchet, they don't like me (Haha)
Come and fight me, drop you down real nicely (Yeah, b*tch)
f*ck my wife beaters, Nike checks, no Adidas ('Didas)
Nice to meet ya, meet my chopper, it's gon’ bleed ya (Yeah, yeah)
f*ck with me, I’ll f*ck with you, I'll turn your girl to diva (Huh)
What you want from me? I don’t f*ck with no leecher
I don't know that b*tch, so pipe down
Couple bullet rounds, simmer down
AR-15 don't make no sound, but it's loud
Need my money right now, changing routes (Huh)
In your house, I’ma kill you right now on the couch (Huh)
[Chorus]
She a pretty b*tch up in my eyes
High IQ (I), I like you
Come into my garden, love (Go)
Double cup, it mixed with purple juice, I've been drugged (Yeah)
I'm a big dog, keep my fire in sight, we gon' fight (Go)
Like a bird, I'ma fly
Are you sure you wanna die? (Die)
Sticks, choppers don't reload (Yeah)
Bullet to your f*cking dome (Huh)
Who you know that keep a stick and don't f*cking pop sh*t? (Go)
Pick him up and don't drop sh*t, I'ma rock sh*t (Yeah)

[Interlude]
I don't know what that n*gga hitting me up on f*cking phone for
They could die slow like that
Imagine dying off your iPhone just 'cause you said some sh*t like that
But who that n*gga coming out?

[Verse 2]
Who that n*gga coming out the f*cking black Tahoe?
Let my Glock take the photo with my f*cking eyes closed
You gon' die slow f*cking with me on your iPhone
Call my plug straight from Mexico, got it for the low
Listen, when you roll with me, that's when you know what ego is
Bruh, I'm high, I just took an edible, I might trip
Psychedelics in my system, I can't even feel sh*t
Bruh, I'm high, look up in the sky, on top of cloud nine
[Chorus]
She a pretty b*tch up in my eyes
High IQ (I), I like you
Come into my garden, love (Go)
Double cup, it mixed with purple juice, I've been drugged (Yeah)
I'm a big dog, keep my fire in sight, we gon' fight (Go)
Like a bird, I'ma fly
Are you sure you wanna die? (Die)
Sticks, choppers don't reload (Yeah)
Bullet to your f*cking dome (Huh)
Who you know that keep a stick and don't f*cking pop sh*t? (Go)
Pick him up and don't drop sh*t, I'ma rock sh*t
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