Higher lyrics

[Intro: Caperboy & Ballout]
Ballout, rookie of the year, Caper
Ballout why they always ask you to roll up man
Glory Gang, 'cause I be higher
Front Street, G.B.E

[Chorus]
I be higher (higher), smoke so much dope (dope)
I be high, they be like Ballout where you get yo clothes (where you get that sh*t from?), 'cause you be flyer
They like, "Ballout, is you going to the party?" (you goin' ?)
b*tch I'm on the flyer at the party, like where you go
On the jet flyin' higher (flex)

[Verse 1]
They be like, "Ballout, why they always ask you to roll up?" 'cause I be higher (haha)
Ridin' round in my drop-top Rari (skrt skrt) and my drop-top Spyder
Pourin a 4, in my 24 ounce (lean), it make me lighter
b*tch steady, textin' my phone (damn, get off my phone), talkin' 'bout she need a ride over a b*tch
Guess what hoe (hoe), I can't be yo rider
Ion't ride, b*tch I'm on the block (O'Block here b*tch) coppin' some fiber
I be so high off that damn dope, I won't even write her
Fans like, "Ballout, keep goin hard (keep goin' hard n*gga), you spittin' fire."
Got a bad lil b*tch (bad lil b*tch) but she rock for Myer
She be like, "Yeah, I know I be high (I be high) but you be higher." (haha)
Like I got a choice up out this club (club)
Let's meet this thug that gang bang
Glo gang in this b*tch and we chain swang (chain swang)
Actin' like she love me, his b*tch lookin' at me, I got on L-V's (Louis)
Tryna get high with me, I'm in the club smokin' on them palm trees (Cali)
Them Cali trees, you know Ballout smoke all that Cali weed (Ballout)
Get high with me, b*tch wanna smoke a whole pound a weed (whole pound of weed)
[Chorus]
I be higher, smoke so much dope
I be high, they be like Ballout where you get yo clothes, 'cause you be flyer
They like, "Ballout, is you going to the party?"
b*tch I'm on the flyer at the party, like where you go
On the jet flyin' higher

[Verse 2]
Hop out the jet straight to the club, I'm the liner (skrt skry)
If I ever see a opp outside the club, I'm gon' light em up (bang)
Shoot the whole 30 up out the clip (bang bang, bang bang), shoot the whole lineup
Real boss sh*t, he'll take a trip to China (flex)
I just left UK, I just left Paris (tell 'em Ball)
Me and Chief So, we was countin' dead presidents (dead peeps)
Not American but European presidents (European presidents)
Countin' money, gettin high is my specialty (is my specialty)
Foreign b*tch tryna bug me said her name Alexis (said her name Alexis)
Never rode a Lexus but the b*tches rode a lexus (but the b*tches rode a lexus)
Pulled up on the b*tch M-6 flexin' (skrt skrt skrt skrt)
High as hell steady countin' all these damn blessin' (I'm high as hell)
Pray everyday too 'cause I be gettin' blessings (I pray up)
Countin' plenty bands and givin' these b*tches blessings (countin' nachos)
I ain't no pimp but I'll teach a b*tch a lesson (whatchu gon' teach her, Ball?)
Teach a b*tch something, probably just roll me up a blunt (haha)

[Chorus]
I be higher, smoke so much dope (dope)
I be high, they be like Ballout where you get yo clothes (where you get that, Ball?), 'cause you be flyer (damn)
They like, "Ballout, is you going to the party?" (you goin', Ball?)
b*tch I'm on the flyer at the party, like where you go
On the jet flyin' higher (flexin')