Both Ways

Intro Ayy huh‚ hey Baby‚ Im too high‚ I aint wanna fuck no way Way too high (Smokin Cookie Crisp woo)‚ ya dig   Chorus Baby Im too high I aint wanna fuck‚ no way (I aint wanna fuck no) Bitch you got some nerve claimin that you know me (Claimin that you know) Nigga you got some nerve claimin that I owe you (Got some fuckin nerve) You aint know the secret to the drip til I showed you ayy Fresh out the bank run up on me then get hit with a bang ayy Drive away he got crucified today ayy Dont cross me you dont want smoke ayy (Woah woah woah) If youre crossin my streets better look both ways   Verse 1 Uh got my cash up (Got my cash) Tell them fuck niggas catch up (Tell them fuck boys catch) Too bad they cant catch us (Too bad they cant catch) He alone he need backup (He alone he alone) Choppa back him up he got his back to the wall (Choppa back him up) I just saw you kissin that bitch she had her tongue on my balls (Kissin that bitch) I was into Xanax and Percocets she love Adderall (Ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy) She was knockin on my nerves told that bitch to knock it off ayy (Bitch knock it off)   Bridge Crossin my streets both ways (Bitch knock it off) You a broke nigga and Im too paid ayy (Bitch knock it off yeah) Ballin like a toupée (Just knock it off yeah) Kick push start shit Lupe Chorus Baby Im too high I aint wanna fuck no way (I aint wanna fuck no) Bitch you got some nerve claimin that you know me (Claimin that you know) Nigga you got some nerve claimin that I owe you (Got some fuckin nerve) You aint know the secret to the drip til I showed you ayy Fresh out the bank run up on me then get hit with a bang ayy Drive away he got crucified today ayy Dont cross me you dont want smoke ayy If youre crossin my streets better look both ways   Verse 2 I aint gon lie fuck me for this Dolce You could do me for the Dior next Thursday She sucked me at the front door thats foreplay Left my condoms at the crib but what am I to run for I dont even run from niggas thats what I got a gun for Too many fuck niggas in the world thats what I killed your son for Try to intercept my money dummy then you done for All I care about is money honey I dont love whores ayy New gun I cant wait to use bitches I wont wait for you Hit him in his brain now his shit look like baby food Bitch Im not erasin you Im really replacin you Bad bitch in my room theres some things I cant wait to do Liquor and exotic hoes Im tryna live in the moment In the studio my phone on silent ho I gotta stay focused Fuck with me and it get violent ho violent ho Kill you then I fuck your bitch huh vámonos Chorus Baby Im too high I aint wanna fuck no way (I aint wanna fuck no) Bitch you got some nerve claimin that you know me (Claimin that you know) Nigga you got some nerve claimin that I owe you (Got some fuckin nerve) You aint know the secret to the drip til I showed you ayy Fresh out the bank run up on me then get hit with a bang ayy Drive away he got crucified today ayy Dont cross me you dont want smoke ayy If youre crossin my streets better look both ways