Flare
Pull up with the stick, let it brr
I feel like a bird, fly, frr
I'm up in the sky, high, whew
Ha, whew
Pop a perc I need it
Michael Jackson beat it
Uh, I stay up
Keep myself conceited
Who get high as me
I can't even see
Who get high as me
I'm up in the trees
I'm in love with me
I'm in love with I
XTRT
In it 'til I die
I just rolled two woods
Put two twins in the sky
We got shipment of them pink 10s
Nigga come and buy, uh
Nigga come get high
My bro pulled up with some pints
ARP it came with sights
In that field no Jerry Rice
You niggas hoes in my eyes
Nigga we ain't them, he got cooked, he got fried
With the asian plug he said "Hurry up and buy", chasing clout, you gon' die
He got hit up with that fye, open doors it's genocide
Niggas rats, niggas telling
Bro gon' tote the switch even though his ass a felon
Plug gon' hit my line, said "The package finna mail in"
He said "The package finna mail in"