HIGH DEMAND lyrics
by Coults
[Intro]
(Nah Coults fam)
(You're actually a f*cking big stepper G, I swear down)
[Yo, Luca where you at?]
[Shoutout T99]
[Chrous]
Yeah I'm in high demand
All these labels hitting my line, I need a high advance
Dropped out of college, I was bored of class
I learnt more from hitting licks and whipping foreign cars
f*ck Earth, I bought a 2 bed condo in the stars
My brother told me I'm a boss, I'd better play the part
In the kitchen getting high, you're a f*cking narc
You want xan, molly, perc, I got some f*cking bars
2 years in the game, yeah issa f*cking start
Pockets failed the beep test, my money f*cking large
Universal callеd my phone, yeah I'm in high demand
Sony Music hit my linе, I need a high advance
All these contracts in my face, I think I'm calling my lawyer
While you was feeling down bad, boy I was pouring up
[Verse]
All my hoes in a line, I'm playing smash or pass
I been sipping way too much, I think I need to stop
(Huh) 3am, I link my plug, I told him boot me up
(Huh) Money got me feeling lazy, my sh*t push to start (Yeah) My sh*t on five percent I get higher than a b*tch then I get high again
High fashion, I can't see without my prada lens
(Mm-mm) Everything I dreamt is really happening
(Mm-mm) Tumped out your mans, he need an ambulance
(Mm-mm) I just make the call, my brother pack a punch
(Mm-mm) I can tell they mad and I'm just having fun
(Mm-mm) Yeah I seen 'em try, but they can't cancel us
[Chrous]
Dropped out of college, I was bored of class
I learnt more from hitting licks and whipping foreign cars
f*ck Earth, I bought a 2 bed condo in the stars
My brother told me I'm a boss, I'd better play the part
In the kitchen getting high, you're a f*cking narc
You want xan, molly, perc, I got some f*cking bars
2 years in the game, yeah issa f*cking start
Pockets failed the beep test, my money f*cking large
Universal called my phone, yeah I'm in high demand
Sony Music hit my line, I need a high advance
All these contracts in my face, I think I'm calling my lawyer
While you was feeling down bad, boy I was pouring up