High On Life

[Verse 1: Giggs]

So high on life

She's tryna fuck me while he’s tryna wife

And I'm 'bout to finalise this final fight (Yeah)

Does she like me or these shining lights?

I don’t trust 'em

I don't trust these bitches

I don't judge 'em

I'm just superstitious

But I'm too delicious

I'm just, drippy

Yeah my suit be dripping

Please don’t, touch me

’Cause I'm cute and ticklish

Ended ’22

Yeah the penny soon drop, better give me room (Room)

We gon' take over the top (Top)

Very soon

Yеah I'm comin' for them, then we movе

Try to share it with them

Nah, they refused

If everybody hates

Who’s Terry Cruz?

Think it's black and white

Betty Boo

Leave her pussy bruised up

Yeah, I bet you bruised

I'll just met with Boost

[Verse 2: Tiny Boost]

Maybe lay a settle, give it couple weeks then

I go grab that metal, I'm thinkin' 38

So, we can make it special

Even bring madman, he can grab a kettle

I wouldn't feel a way about it, they been disrespectful

Bitch made niggas

Probably wear still stilettos

I wonder what they're drinking

[Verse 3: Giggs]

They probably like Prosecco

We could mop him up and

Just wash him out the ghetto

Soften that Cornetto

Tickled pink

They threw everything at us but the kitchen sink

We could make a phone call pulling different strings

Niggas make me sick

Man these bitches cringe

[Verse 4: Tiny Boost]

All we do is win

You know it goes bang once it hits the pin

I can put the shusha run it, you all hear a thing

Goin' against a gang like pissing in the wind

Don't bullet proof your vest, bullet proof your skin

[Verse 5: Giggs & Tiny Boost]

Man'll pitch a youngin'

Left that boy with three shots in his pickled onion

Can't get to you then fuck it, we might crip your cousin

We might grip your brother

They won't see it coming

They better dip for cover

They best duck and dive

Can't get him by the morning, get it done by night

Big hammers over here, ain't no hunting knives

They just slumped him

Yeah they touched him twice

Then they jumped on bikes

We destroyed them, we lift them and point 'em

Bitch niggas now they're on the streets spillin' poison

Little duck niggas we should dip them in hoisin

When it comes to gangsta rap shit with, we the voices

Real nigga tapestry

Deal with your casualty

If he a snake, he'll get clapped with the accuracy

Ah, I handle more straps than the amnesty

How the fuck you think they sent me to Her Majesty's?