High Off Gun Powder lyrics

[Intro: Kodak Black & Fredo Santana]
Ayy man, y'all know what the f*ck goin' on, man
Sniper Gang sh*t, man, big Z's, 26136, man
Savage Squad, Glo Gang, dup
You dig, you dig?
(1Mind)

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Staying sober tryna drop albums
But I get high off of gunpowder
All this money keep a n*gga calmer
But it ain't nothin' to hit your whole block up
But I ain't tryna go back to the bottom
About the jewelry, I'ma die about 'em
I'm glowed up, put that on my Z
I'm poured up, I'm on promethazine

[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
I'm poured up, I'm on codeine (Lean)
That b*tch want me, she gotta do my team (My team)
We ride with .30s with them green beams (Green beams)
Kidnap a rapper, now his label gotta pay the fee (Ahaha)
I'm super savage, n*ggas know not to play with me (Play with me)
Kick that b*tch out, nah, she can't lay with me (f*ck that thot)
n*ggas switchin' teams, what? Like they K.D (f*ck them n*ggas)
But I'm really in the field like I'm A.B. (What?)
Touchdown, hundred pounds up in AZ (Let's get it)
It's goin' down, you out of bounds if you want beef (You know it)
Shoot a n*gga down, hundred round in my heat (Grrrra)
I f*ck my b*tch and pop some Xannys just to go to sleep (Ya dig?)
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Staying sober, tryna drop albums
But I get high off of gunpowder
All this money keep a n*gga calmer
But it ain't nothin' to hit your whole block up
But I ain't tryna go back to the bottom
About the jewelry, I'ma die about 'em
I'm glowed up, put that on my Z
I'm poured up, I'm on promethazine

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
The only stretch I'm doin' from a nap (Yeah, huh?)
Turn a f*ckin' crab to some craps (Let's get it)
b*tch, give me face, if you gon' do it, do it 'SAP (Thottie)
You say you want codeine, grab a cup and get a tap (Lean)
Blunt of that 'lato, ice kickin' ass, catch a combo
Zoom past faster than a bullet out a gun hole
I ride, patrol out to get me, gotta dodge 'em like a pothole
Told her that I'm on my way to crack her like a taco (Bang, bang)
My flag with no stand, how I'm mothaf*ckin' tiltin'
Livin' in the Hills, when you park, turn your wheel in (Hmm)
Do a b*tch bad, someone take me to detention
All this f*ckin' loud, someone take me to the incense (Bang)

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Staying sober, tryna drop albums
But I get high off of gunpowder
All this money keep a n*gga calmer
But it ain't nothin' to hit your whole block up
But I ain't tryna go back to the bottom
About the jewelry, I'ma die about 'em
I'm glowed up, put that on my Z
I'm poured up, I'm on promethazine
[Outro: Fredo Santana]
Sniper Gang, man, GBE, you know how we rockin', man
Whole lot of gang sh*t, ya dig? Ya dig? Ya dig?