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lirik lagu we get high – gus robinson

[intro: gus robinson]
yeah

[chorus: gus robinson]
we get high
we get loaded
get the models
and get the codes

[verse 1: gus robinson]
we get high
we get loaded
get the cups
we know what up
yeah grab that molly water
and let’s get high

[interlude: gus robinson & sakitaro]
falling…
fading…
down, down, down, night calls…

i’ve been going the motions again
(falling… fading…)
alcohol poisoning my head again
i need some care give me what i need
(down, down, down, down night calls…)
aye, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh
aye, aye, yuh

oh, i got your b*tch trying to date me (yuh)
said she love whipping mercedes
she trying to carry my baby (yuh, yuh, aye, yuh)

(taro sh*t b*tch, taro sh*t* aye, aye, aye, yuh)

[verse 2: sakitaro & gus robinson]
yeah, i got your b*tch tryna date me (huh)
(we don’t know where to stand)
i got ya b*tch tryna frame me (huh)
said she love to whip a mercedes (huh)
so she tryna carry my baby (yuh)
(you don’t know where)

i get a bag and then i’m racing (hold up)
folding the opps them n*ggas flanking (roll up)
(i need some ease)
i get a mop, neck appalation
water on me look like the pope tryna save me (b*tch)

[verse 3: sakitaro]
wallet can’t fold got me look at a fat man
spending so much money b*tches calling me a mad man (*ease, *ease)
oh that’s your girl boutta ring her like i’m batman
acting tuff but i know you p*ssy like a cat man
say you rich? prove or you cap man
40 racks up on my desk i’m looking like a mad man
try to talk your sh*t before i hit you with a backhand
ain’t release no more music you sounding like a trash can (i need some ease)

gonna book me for a show like it’s hard to get ya
should be easy like i’m outdated farm equipment
2 bands like amendments keep my arms with me
you be talking bout your k!lls but they all assisted (b*tch)

you gonna cooperate unless you want get blasted b*tch
you gonna do what we say run everything your jacket b*tch
these n*ggas be hard to hate until we catch you lacking b*tch
these n*ggas keep talking split you like a f*cking fraction b*tch (fraction b*tch)

- gus robinson

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