Yea, real fried you feel me
I can't even comprehend how high I am right now
Oh boy
Uh what
I be pitching work but these niggas always strikeout
Yea i want my bread like the NBA lockout
Niggas always hacking but i let them niggas foul out
I been whippin up the babies Imma put em inna timeout
She be asking questions lil bitch this not an interview
Told my plug hit me for the rendezvous
Throwing up the gang like a nigga got the stomach flu
Never been this high before I don't have no deja vu
Got a new plug he be fronting me p's so i might play tennis by the way i be serving
Shooter got dreads imma call em Richard Sherman
I been blocking all these niggas yea i feel like Scott Sterling
Only got pressure I never have regular so I'm taxing niggas call me the government
If you fumble with the bag nigga I'll recover it
I be high outta space all you niggas just be hovering
I'm paranoid cuz the feds did a sweep (Did a sweep)
I'm so high I don't dream when I sleep (No no)
Freaky bitch want me to always go deep (Uh huh)
She got me thinking that I'm playing for the Chiefs
Straight drop so I gotta flip the price (Flip)
Got a plug from ATL he shooting dice (Yuh yuh)
Always smoking so I look like dry ice
Planet Boot nigga that's my paradise (Yea yuh)
Imma learn from every loss
Say I'm sober bitch it's false
Inna field catching zips Baby Kenny Santana Moss
Hear the music when I'm coming I ain't talking bout Jaws
Yea I'm stingy with the gas like Mcdonald's with the sauce
Got the junkies inna line
I be booted all the time
I'm the highest out of all of mankind
She be sucking on my dick yea i think the bitch a teacher
She don't allow a child left behind
Baby Kenny evil they be saying I'm a menace
Yea the glock got a claw like it's on the court for Memphis
Got an asian bitch wit me and she playin table tennis
Inna field like i'm playing for the Bruins
I been f*ckin onna bad bitch that look like Mila Kunis
Imma slide on ya block Ray Lewis
All these niggas fake yea they cross you like the legs onna Buddhist
Baby Kenny - Scott Sterling Lyrics
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Yea, real fried you feel me
I can't even comprehend how high I am right now
Oh boy
Uh what
I be pitching work but these niggas always strikeout
Yea i want my bread like the NBA lockout
Niggas always hacking but i let them niggas foul out
I been whippin up the babies Imma put em inna timeout
She be asking questions lil bitch this not an interview
Told my plug hit me for the rendezvous
Throwing up the gang like a nigga got the stomach flu
Never been this high before I don't have no deja vu
Got a new plug he be fronting me p's so i might play tennis by the way i be serving
Shooter got dreads imma call em Richard Sherman
I been blocking all these niggas yea i feel like Scott Sterling
Only got pressure I never have regular so I'm taxing niggas call me the government
If you fumble with the bag nigga I'll recover it
I be high outta space all you niggas just be hovering
I'm paranoid cuz the feds did a sweep (Did a sweep)
I'm so high I don't dream when I sleep (No no)
Freaky bitch want me to always go deep (Uh huh)
She got me thinking that I'm playing for the Chiefs
Straight drop so I gotta flip the price (Flip)
Got a plug from ATL he shooting dice (Yuh yuh)
Always smoking so I look like dry ice
Planet Boot nigga that's my paradise (Yea yuh)
Imma learn from every loss
Say I'm sober bitch it's false
Inna field catching zips Baby Kenny Santana Moss
Hear the music when I'm coming I ain't talking bout Jaws
Yea I'm stingy with the gas like Mcdonald's with the sauce
Got the junkies inna line
I be booted all the time
I'm the highest out of all of mankind
She be sucking on my dick yea i think the bitch a teacher
She don't allow a child left behind
Baby Kenny evil they be saying I'm a menace
Yea the glock got a claw like it's on the court for Memphis
Got an asian bitch wit me and she playin table tennis
Inna field like i'm playing for the Bruins
I been f*ckin onna bad bitch that look like Mila Kunis
Imma slide on ya block Ray Lewis
All these niggas fake yea they cross you like the legs onna Buddhist
I can't even comprehend how high I am right now
Oh boy
Uh what
I be pitching work but these niggas always strikeout
Yea i want my bread like the NBA lockout
Niggas always hacking but i let them niggas foul out
I been whippin up the babies Imma put em inna timeout
She be asking questions lil bitch this not an interview
Told my plug hit me for the rendezvous
Throwing up the gang like a nigga got the stomach flu
Never been this high before I don't have no deja vu
Got a new plug he be fronting me p's so i might play tennis by the way i be serving
Shooter got dreads imma call em Richard Sherman
I been blocking all these niggas yea i feel like Scott Sterling
Only got pressure I never have regular so I'm taxing niggas call me the government
If you fumble with the bag nigga I'll recover it
I be high outta space all you niggas just be hovering
I'm paranoid cuz the feds did a sweep (Did a sweep)
I'm so high I don't dream when I sleep (No no)
Freaky bitch want me to always go deep (Uh huh)
She got me thinking that I'm playing for the Chiefs
Straight drop so I gotta flip the price (Flip)
Got a plug from ATL he shooting dice (Yuh yuh)
Always smoking so I look like dry ice
Planet Boot nigga that's my paradise (Yea yuh)
Imma learn from every loss
Say I'm sober bitch it's false
Inna field catching zips Baby Kenny Santana Moss
Hear the music when I'm coming I ain't talking bout Jaws
Yea I'm stingy with the gas like Mcdonald's with the sauce
Got the junkies inna line
I be booted all the time
I'm the highest out of all of mankind
She be sucking on my dick yea i think the bitch a teacher
She don't allow a child left behind
Baby Kenny evil they be saying I'm a menace
Yea the glock got a claw like it's on the court for Memphis
Got an asian bitch wit me and she playin table tennis
Inna field like i'm playing for the Bruins
I been f*ckin onna bad bitch that look like Mila Kunis
Imma slide on ya block Ray Lewis
All these niggas fake yea they cross you like the legs onna Buddhist
Writer: Kenneth Wright, Kenny Wright
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