Текст песни HIGHER - Sam Flash feat. staxvon

Ok,we spinning they motherfucking side
Keep the glock, on my motherfucking waist
Nigga talk down get, hit in his face
No baseball, but i run to the base
If bro keep, talking hit em in his face
He running so fast, just like a race
Pick up the speed, pick up the pace
W rizz, not talking jace!
Stay in yo lane, stay in yo place
Brodie gon really shoot him in his face
Im on the run, im on the chase
She cleaning me up not talking maids

Yeah,yeah,yeah
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Brodie want beef, brodie want static
I keeping the choppa, full automatic
If bro talk down, put him on a tshirt
Got your bitch, she finna twerk
She wanted the beef, not talking jerky
I pop me a pill, i pop me a perky
She eating me up, like some fucking turkey
She show me love, she show me mercy
I shoot about 10, i shoot about 30
Im shooting theh shot, not talking curry
That boy is so bummy, that boy is so dirty
And yo bitch is, very flirtly