Gettin Hi lyrics

[Edited Intro]
(Iced out)
I was in that Trackhawk, on the black top (Swerve)
I made fifty bands, on this laptop (Fifty)
b*tches fallin' out, they jumpin' in like this was hopscotch (Fallin' out)
Apparently twizzy empty the whole mag (Phew), them kids some soup now (Phew)
Soup (Phew)

[Chorus]
Yeah
Yeah, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout homicide, I was thinkin' 'bout gettin' high (High)
Wasn't even f*ckin' that b*tch, that b*tch just happy to ride (Yeah)
Yeah, I was on the ecstasy they heard my sh*t, they cry (X)
Twizzy down the way, but he got blicks, that boy gon' slide (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
I'm not talking bout this chicken for no reason, we get right
Your b*tch a good girl during the week, but on the weekend, b*tch gon' slide (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout no homicide, I was thinkin' 'bout gettin' high (High)
Yeah, they don't know the kid (Kid), mob ties (Mob)
I was just f*cking this b*tch, then she gave me some lil' mop top (Mop top)
Everything I ever did was on my time (My time)
All these times I, uh, f*cked around, got me iced out (Iced out)
I was in that Trackhawk, on the black top (Swerve)
I made fifty bands, on this laptop (Fifty)
b*tches fallin' out, they jumpin' in like this was hopscotch (Fallin' out)

[Verse]
Apparently twizzy empty the whole mag (Phew), them kids some soup now (Phew)
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 (Yeah, let's go)
Yeah, soup, goated like lil' soup (Let's go), yeah, goated like lil' soupy (Let's go)
[Chorus]
Yeah
Yeah, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout homicide, I was thinkin' 'bout gettin' high (High)
Wasn't even f*ckin' that b*tch, that b*tch just happy to ride (Yeah)
Yeah, I was on the ecstasy they heard my sh*t, they cry (X)
Twizzy down the way, but he got blicks, that boy gon' slide (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
I'm not talking bout this chicken for no reason, we get right
Your b*tch a good girl during the week, but on the weekend, b*tch gon' slide (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout no homicide, I was thinkin' 'bout gettin' high (High)
Yeah, they don't know the kid (Kid), mob ties (Mob)
I was just f*cking this b*tch, then she gave me some lil' mop top (Mop top)
Everything I ever did was on my time (My time)
All these times I, uh, f*cked around, got me iced out (Iced out)
I was in that Trackhawk, on the black top (Swerve)
I made fifty bands, on this laptop (Fifty)
b*tches fallin' out, they jumpin' in like this was hopscotch (Fallin' out)