So high, so high
So high, so high, so high
So high, so...
Don't put me down God, I got big plans
Quicksand, big bands,
I've been waiting on my shot like a sixth man
I just wanna smoke weed when it's lit man
like shit man
it man
Then Chano hit me up man like a
You're nominated for a Grammy, what's your fit fam?
Tell him Gucci gang, Gucci gang gang
And everyone know Twista be on the same thing
Taylor so high should link up with Paper Plane gang
I been doin' this since backpacks and fake chains
Ain't no celebrities overnight until the game change
All of these singers just wanna rap like wrist sprains
I been running shit behind the scenes like AA
Or access like back rest
Still bumping