High Profile lyrics

[Intro: Nafe Smallz]
Try not to ash on my denim
Yeah, she know my heart cold
Don't be actin' too special
I'm on my stoner sh*t, n*gga

[Chorus: Nafe Smallz]
I just need it half full ([?]) savage, yeah, she know my heart cold ([?])
End up in that pus*y, don't know how
f*ckin' mask off (Uh,) take her places that she can't go (How's that?)
'Cause I'm so high profile (That's right)
Cut the lights off (Woo!) Stripping her [?]
Cali in my spliff, I'm a stoner
(That's right, that's right) Yeah
Travel all across the atlas
I need a bad, bad, let me (Ooh, ooh)

[Verse 1: Nafe Smallz]
Try not to ash on my denim
My stuff is zipped inside that Louis V, VV reflectin'
I cut her off within a second, don't be actin' too special (Please)
Push a Bentley off the lot, she know that it's a new levеl
I catch a body for my dawg
Way off in the trenches whеre you gotta see them stars from the start
We're trappin' for a hobby, play my part (Play my part
That's right, that's right, that's right, let's go, let's go)
Rollie VVS, she see it shinin' through the tinted (Shine)
I'm a stoner and I'm rollin', caught me drivin' off the limit ([?] smokin')
I just hit it, and I quit it, left her right up in her feelings (Feelings,) I
Stay up on a mission, she know she f*cked with a villain, I
Right from the beginning kept it loyal to the [?], I
Stay out with a shooter colder than the summer, I
Chauffeur in that phantom, where you [?], I
Keep it fortified, that's a brand-new 45
[Chorus: Nafe Smallz, Rimzee]
I just need it half full (Uh,) savage, yeah, she know my heart cold ([?])
End up in that pus*y, don't know how
f*ckin' mask off (Uh,) take her places that she can't go (How's that?)
'Cause I'm so high profile (That's right)
Cut the lights off (Woo!) Stripping her [?]
Cali in my spliff, I'm a stoner
[?]
Travel all across the atlas
I need a bad, bad, let me (Yo)

[Verse 2: Rimzee]
Real n*gga, top shotta
Shoulda gave my n*gga Nadz a Oscar (Should've)
Instead, he got a nine in a poca ([?])
Serving all this grease, blowing money like I'm Meech
p*ssed I copped the G, [?] I couldn't get the teeth (Couldn't)
Speeding past the lights, got the tires screechin'
Came up on live beatings, them n*gga came up on live streamin'
[?] jail watchin' telly, 150 for the skelly ([?])
And the Louis staff Whatsapp me directly
In the streets, I got credentials (Uh,) I let my gun beat instrumentals
I really bought a piece like a temple (I did)
I'm a crook, I like my girl's [?]
How I made it off the stove and I can't cook? (How?)
Wouldn't been number one if the charts was 'bout the T ([?])
I could turn a 63 into a C-63 (Facts)
'Member I got jammed up, I lost three hammers
But still, I never gave up, C. Montana
[Chorus: Nafe Smallz]
I just need it half full (Uh,) savage, yeah, she know my heart cold ([?])
End up in that pus*y, don't know how
f*ckin' mask off (Uh,) take her places that she can't go (How's that?)
'Cause I'm so high profile (That's right)
Cut the lights off (Woo!) Stripping her [?]
Cali in my spliff, I'm a stoner
Yeah
Travel all across the atlas
I need a bad, bad, let me