HIGH 4LERT lyrics

[Intro: Grioten]
I'll leave you dead on sight
High alert watch your back when we fight
Leave you in the mud when I get a taste of blood
I don't ever wanna stop all day all night

[Hook: Grioten]
Give me one more chance, I'll fight, let me put you in the side
I ain't got no time for you b*tch
Let me live my life, I don't want to be your vice
Like a kite I fly so high you can't see me
I just want to live my life on high alert
If I'm f*cking feeling down, I'll f*cking pop a f*cking perc
If you try to f*ck with me I'll f*cking put you in the dirt
Hit the gas, b*tch I'm out like a b*tch giving birth, giving birth (Birth)

[Verse 1: Grioten]
God damn, I don't want no f*cking b*tch
Cause I camе in the club with a muthaf*ckin stick (Ayy ayy)
Vendetta, i put you undеr weather
In the back seat of my cab I switch you on like I'm a lever
Im just tryna f*ck, not love, I don't wanna give in
Hit a f*cking milli, now I finna make a living
Swerve, swerve so fast ima smoke you like some chilli
Burned, burned my wrist, so I bought a Richard milli' (Richard milli')
[Interlude]
There is no going back
You've changed things, forever
Then why did you want to kill me?
I don't want to kill you
What would I do without you?
No no, no, no you, you complete me

[Hook: Grioten]
Give me one more chance, I'll fight, let me put you in the side
I ain't got no time for you b*tch
Let me live my life, I don't want to be your vice
Like a kite I fly so high you can't see me
I just want to live my life on high alert
If I'm f*cking feeling down, I'll f*cking pop a f*cking perc
If you try to f*ck with me I'll f*cking put you in the dirt
Hit the gas, b*tch I'm out like a b*tch giving birth, giving birth

[Verse 2: Day$okee]
Six feet under how you talkin me
Oh sh*t i'm king better run from the scene
Big bands big gats we gone pull up wit heat
Ak's lightweight cause you know I be sleep
On me on me I be smoking the green
King kush king kong I be hittin the weed
All week I'm weak I be laughing at me
All week I'm weak I be laughing at me
Ain't nothing even topping what I'm talking about
We be mobbing down the street with artillery now
And the sh*t that we be dropping it be popping a smile
Popping pus*y f*ckin b*tches I be all in her mouth
Ain't nothing even topping what I'm talking about
We be mobbing down the street with artillery now
And the sh*t that we be dropping it be popping a smile
Popping pus*y f*ckin b*tches I be all in her mouth
[Hook: Grioten]
Give me one more chance, I'll fight, let me put you in the side
I ain't got no time for you b*tch
Let me live my life, I don't want to be your vice
Like a kite I fly so high you can't see me
I just want to live my life on high alert
If I'm f*cking feeling down, I'll f*cking pop a f*cking perc
If you try to f*ck with me I'll f*cking put you in the dirt
Hit the gas, b*tch I'm out like a b*tch giving birth, giving birth