BabyGirl I’m High lyrics
by Ayesha Erotica
Lyrics from Instagram snippet
[Verse 1: Unknown Artist]
Hi baby girl, I'm high
What's your damn business with my guy?
She do racks on me when I slide
That b*tch with me, that's suicide
Put this down [?]
Two hundred [?]
One hundred b*tches when I'm around
I heard you pullin' and the pus*y didn't [?]
Can't talk right now
[Chorus]
Now, baby girl, I'm high, high, high, high, high
Right now, baby girl, I'm high, high, high, high, high
Now, baby girl, I'm high, high, high, high, high
Right now, baby girl, I'm high, high, high, high, high
[Verse 2: Yvncc]
Come here [?], who is you?
If I see a lil' come up, she'll put it down with the crew
And this b*tch I'm goin' murkin', walkin' 'round like "What it do?"
And my brother throwin' money by the paper 'cause it's blue
Where'd you gonna put this twenty-one? See you fifty-seven
I see shawty work it out, and you left pound town
Got your life on the floor, I'm tryna thug sh*t around
When I'm tippin' on the b*tches, she said "I got it now"
I tried that pancake
[Verse 3: Ayesha Erotica]
I put my hand up on my hip, pack the clip, then let it rip
Turn this party into Columbine, if I catch that hoe slip
Hit that b*tch, go get a bottle, if she quick
[?], speaking of why I quit
Probably 'cause the money that wasn't on sh*t
And I'm that b*tch
Yeah, I f*cked on all them thugs
Pink fake purse with all the drugs
I can't suck no sweat di*k, baby
f*ck that, I want all the thugs
I want di*ks [?]
But ain't no c*mshot when I bust
Pack that b*tch in the hotel, push 'em [?]
Like, yeah, I set him up
You f*cking freak!