Fucking High
Fucking high
Eu e
We fucking high
Cola, ta mó vibe
Entra e sai
Fica um entra e sai
E a festa nunca cai
Fucking high
Eu e
We fucking high
Cola, ta mó vibe
Entra e sai
Fica um entra e sai
E a festa nunca cai
Tanto faz, mano, tanto faz
Eu já tô a mais
A noite foi foda e eu fui eficaz
Tem mais três no banco de trás
Fucking high
Eu e
We fucking high
Cola, ta mó vibe
Entra e sai
Fica um entra e sai
E a festa nunca cai
Tanto faz, mano, tanto faz
Eu já tô a mais
A noite foi foda e eu fui eficaz
Tem mais três no banco de trás, yeah
Entra e sai yeah yeah yeah
Bola e taca o fire
Tanto faz yeah yeah yeah
Sento mais de duas horas, baby, good bye!
E eu tô light
Ice around my neck
Pó passar pro pai
E eu to high
Purple, drink e beck
Loira onde se vai?
Loira onde se vai?
I'm so fucking high!
Serve o copo e traz
Bota um de dry, yeah
Só dois tapa e to em paz
Rockstar, capa da vice
Me serve a grama que eu tô nice
E pode queimar a grana pra mim tanto faz
Entendendo nada
Depois de umas fita já não vejo nada
Só sei dar risada, meu flow kuririn tá tocando nas casa
Festa inflacionada
De acordo com a conta tem cinco pra cada
Firma organizada
E a trap envolvida em outras parada
Quanto tempo mais
To sem noção nessa vibe
Encostei com a mina e se eu puxo ela e fecha
O resultado é entra e sai
Vi que ela joga
To que nem meus mano pra mim tanto faz
Até umas hora
Pra me prevenir, nesse eu pus copyright
Fucking high
Eu e
We fucking high
Cola, ta mó vibe
Entra e sai
Fica um entra e sai
E a festa nunca cai
Tanto faz, mano, tanto faz
Eu já tô a mais
A noite foi foda e eu fui eficaz
Tem mais três no banco de trás
Chuva de ciroc
Sem copo
Se colar os cop eu num colo
Tamo como mano?
O foco ta no plano mais nois fica ciclope
Party, don't stop
Funk, dub, hip hop
Punk, club até pop
Eu bolo!
A gata na minha falando
Que ouve entre linhas todo dia o dia todo, mas hoje me quer solo
Eu num peço sos
Pra ela eu peço mais sex
Mesmo tando relax ainda faço três tracks
E ainda faço seis becks
Chega junto jay kay
Mano, cês não sabe o que sei
Ces num traça oque eu traço
Traga oque eu trago
Faz oque eu faço
Eu vim pra ser rei
Fucking high
Eu e
We fucking high
Cola, ta mó vibe
Entra e sai
Fica um entra e sai
E a festa nunca cai
Tanto faz, mano, tanto faz
Eu já tô a mais
A noite foi foda e eu fui eficaz
Tem mais três no banco de trás
Fucking High
Fucking high
Me and
We fucking high
Chillin', it’s a whole vibe
In and out
It’s a constant in and out
And the party never dies
Fucking high
Me and
We fucking high
Chillin', it’s a whole vibe
In and out
It’s a constant in and out
And the party never dies
Whatever, man, whatever
I’m already too far gone
The night was wild and I was on point
Got three more in the back seat
Fucking high
Me and
We fucking high
Chillin', it’s a whole vibe
In and out
It’s a constant in and out
And the party never dies
Whatever, man, whatever
I’m already too far gone
The night was wild and I was on point
Got three more in the back seat, yeah
In and out yeah yeah yeah
Roll it up and light the fire
Whatever yeah yeah yeah
I’m sitting for more than two hours, baby, goodbye!
And I’m feeling light
Ice around my neck
Blow it down for the homie
And I’m high
Purple, drink, and weed
Blonde where you at?
Blonde where you at?
I'm so fucking high!
Pour the drink and bring it
Make it a dry one, yeah
Just two hits and I’m at peace
Rockstar, cover of the vice
Serve me the green, I’m feeling nice
And I can burn the cash, I don’t care
Not understanding anything
After a few hits, I can’t see a thing
I just know how to laugh, my flow’s got that vibe playing in the houses
Inflated party
According to the count, there’s five for each
Organized crew
And the trap’s involved in other stuff
How much longer
I’m lost in this vibe
I leaned in with the girl, if I pull her in, it’s a done deal
The result is in and out
I saw she’s down
I’m like my homies, I don’t care
Until a while
To keep it safe, I put a copyright on this
Fucking high
Me and
We fucking high
Chillin', it’s a whole vibe
In and out
It’s a constant in and out
And the party never dies
Whatever, man, whatever
I’m already too far gone
The night was wild and I was on point
Got three more in the back seat
Rain of Ciroc
No cup
If the cups come, I won’t hold back
How we doing, man?
The focus is on the plan but we’re still cyclops
Party, don’t stop
Funk, dub, hip hop
Punk, club, even pop
I roll it up!
The girl’s talking to me
Saying she hears between the lines all day, but today she wants me solo
I don’t ask for chill
For her, I ask for more sex
Even being relaxed, I still make three tracks
And I still roll six blunts
Come through, Jay Kay
Man, you don’t know what I know
You don’t trace what I trace
Bring what I bring
Do what I do
I came to be king
Fucking high
Me and
We fucking high
Chillin', it’s a whole vibe
In and out
It’s a constant in and out
And the party never dies
Whatever, man, whatever
I’m already too far gone
The night was wild and I was on point
Got three more in the back seat.