High As sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
(tyranno)

[Verse]
Ayy, and I'm up as sh*t
Put a bag on that boy head, now he dead as sh*t
Ayy, been callin' the plays, lil' n*gga yeah, we blitz sh*t
Ayy, I'm in the H, n*gga, ridin' round with that sh*t
Ayy, lil' ho, get out my face if you ain't suckin' di*k
Yeah, like John Madden
AMG is matte black, n*gga, black as sh*t and it's automatic
With the all black tints on it, n*gga, so you can't see in
I ran it up, yeah, they mad at me
I ran my money up, n*gga, so casually
She suckin' di*k in the backseat
Sippin' drank out the pharmacy, n*gga can't tax me (Ha, yeah)
'Cause I get high as sh*t (Ha)
I run my money up high than a b*tch
I might go f*ck on her friend, ayy
n*gga this sh*t just music, broke ass n*gga, don't call me your twin (Ha)
Free Will out of that jam, yeah, he shootin' sh*t, he'll do it again (Yeah)
Rino just made ten racks, n*gga, so you know I'm finna go shoppin' with twin (Ha)
We been at the top for a while, n*ggas like, "How they keep on winnin'?" (Ayy)
K get to blowin' just like some wind like we up in New York City (Ha)
Ayy, boy you a ho, n*gga, and I'm up in your city (Ha)
[Outro]
Lame ass n*gga, b*tch ass n*gga, man