Текст песни high maintenance - Wan Geez

Quickly, I shift the gear on my 5.0
They think it's Jean Grey when I breeze on thru
Whip like my persona yea I'm hot in this bitch
And not to mention that I'm high, a firebird is the whip
But I'm not pontiAc, giving niggas cardiac
Throwback Like ya starter cap, back up in this bitch like where they find em at
I'm busy doin numbers, workin to up my budget
Shit talkin so repugnant these niggas ain't worth discussion
Look, I got dollar dream fuck that
I got this Glock and you gon give me what I need, run that
My niggas roll thru anything like some damn run flats
They screamin home run, when they see a nigga at bat
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Nigga get yo mind right, that's me I elevate
Got the foes jumpin out the gym trippin, quick shifting
Dumping at my goals and that hit different
Shittin on a opp, middle finger cops, life is great
When you elevate, isolate estate
In yo place, eating off yo plate, nigga run a fade
It's ok, since I learned my great you can't say a thang

Never fold, never quit
Ice cold so the light gleam when it hit
And I love the way the light beam on the kid
And I got a hundred different schemes to get rich
Yea, what it do what it is
Can't fold, gotta go for gold in this bitch
High maintenance all a nigga know I can't switch
Give it up to god if I don't how to fix