High Key

[Intro] Sheesh High key, high key, high key, high key, high Hey, haha, midwest Yeah [Chorus] I keep it lit Dress swank all in my face I feel the base, yeah I'm with the squad, yeah, we be wylin' Tear up the place, yeah, ah, belt on my waist, yeah I think they smell, what that boy cookin', yeah, sheesh, ayy [Verse] I might just be on a roll, you know the grind never slow I gotta bring up my ears, I gotta level to go I might just kill the scene, they gon' hand your boy an Oscar I feel like Denzel, I feel like Leonardo I might just kick up my tennis, big shoutout to my Sensei And I got all my noblest youngins, they never disappoint like [?] Kitana There's so much rage, I feel like Nirvana When I see the crowd, I wanna surf Hop on the wave, I'll get put in the dirt Running in place and I still come in first Hop in the whip and put it in reverse Runnin' since I hit so many curbs Swervin' in lane, 45 with that look in my eye, like I bodied a verse Come bring in a hearse, yeah D.O.A. be the bit with the E.M.T. on the scene I step to the line fo' the free throw, and they chant MVP [Chorus] I keep it lit Dress swank all in my face I feel the base, yeah I'm with the squad, yeah, we be wylin' Tear up the place, yeah, ah, belt on my waist, yeah I think they smell, what that boy cookin', yeah, sheesh, sheesh [Post-Chorus] High key, high key, high key, high key, high key (Skrt) High key, high key, high key, high key, high key High key, high key, high key, high key, high key (Yeah) High key, high key, high key, high key, high key (Wooh)