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lirik lagu get high – sunshine christo

[intro: lil kashin mane]
b*tch, wopmann, pass the, ayy, we got, we got bongs and blunts
you know, bongs, blunts, joints, doinks, uh, bad b*tches, aw man, you know
here in the west, we get real high, i’ma like three up, uh

[verse 1: lil kashin mane]
i get so high (how high, ayy, how high do you get)
i get higher than a motherf*cker trying to touch the moon and the stars
and all that, bad b*tch want to call, i called back
what she want? man, she want the d*ck right now (right now?)
i’m finna pull up on this b*tch, yeah, right now
everybody know that i’m handing it out
she say i got mary jane d*ck, hermaphrodite sh*t
h*ll nah, little b*tch, ’cause wopmann came with it
d*ck got nyquil in it, ’cause the b*tch went to sleep, that’s not no game
lil kashin mane and wopmann is the same
i’ma go stupid, motherf*cker, i’m spitting off of the top the brain
i don’t need no pen or pad, but your b*tch gon’ need the pad for his ass
she leave the house with me, we get high and roll all type of weed
i’m going in and out the motherf*cking coochie slit
in and out like a motherf*cking robbery, b*tch (i’ll be out real fast)
and i ain’t playing no motherf*cking games with a n*gga
i get high and watch me switch lanes on a n*gga (on a b*tchass boy)
i get higher than a motherf*cker, i get high, motherf*cker
and i’m burning ash, i get high motherf*cker, i just dropped some ashes
if i see an opp lacking, i don’t give no passes (nah)
i get high motherf*cker, i’ma get high
don’t catch me off ecstacy, i’ma catch his ass
got forties, thirty eights and a new mag
p*ssy ass n*gga, robbed his b*tch for his bag
yeah, p*ssy n*gga, the world get baghdad
i’m talking about i’ll rob your dad for his bag
b*tch, ask your daddy for that cheese, i get high
[verse 2: sunshine christo]
choppa hit the b*tch like it’s chris brown
i ain’t condone that, but i get around, i ain’t a clown, i ain’t ride in small cars
i drive in a truck and it’s got real sound, i get high like my bro lil p.o.h
i do dope and i smoke bowls, i change flows, just ’cause i can
don’t post me on your ig, i’m not your man
i don’t f*ck with you, what’s hard to understand?
this a freestyle, i ain’t going to plan, simple sh*t, be hitting the most
you saying big words that n0body knows, i got a gun and i keep it close
rip vtm, vampire than most, why you subtweet? why you trying to post?
don’t test me, boy, you’ll be put on roast
choppa getting hit like tai*kwon*do, like a junkie i get my dope
you know who it is when i open the door
after this song they’re going to want an encore
deep in the sea like the marine core
i don’t know how to drive, i just know how to floor
like spongbob, i be on them suds, don’t believe it? just peep this cup

[outro: sunshine christo]
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
whose going on the first part? i haven’t decided
i’m going to have to edit this out when i do

- sunshine christo

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