To High To Get Over

[Chorus] TOO HIGH TO GET OVER Puffin this piff this grand cru got me drunk as a bitch!!! (OWWWWW) Too low to get under I can't breathe no more And this isnt too strong but I dont need no more Too high to get over Its like I need a G frizzy I get the 40's from Jimmy I get the Ninas from strizzy Too Low to get under! Just as long as the streets stake me I dont care what a niggas state Just as long as we stay caking [Max B Verse] You dont wanna get popped get shot bullets in yo ass Made the nigga scream Me and the game so intimate Cop some extra vests since the job be o-interested But we all know that ain't real, its like a bitch against Biggavel That ain't fair, cause I'ma a smart owl Spread her wide and double back Put her out on stroll and sell her for a couple stacks Now go blow it all on Clicquot (and remy) Shorty on the dance floor blowing my beef- stroke I fucks with bitches that deep-throat So when the Feds raid They swallow all the D and the weed smoke And you can't see whats under the V Coat My swag so mean I could clutter your cheese flow I let the sawed off....BLAM THERE YOUR KNEES GO Lit his PBD's up and wear his T for em! [Chorus]