Higher than a mothafucka
I'm in this bitch smelling like Dior and Skittle Mintz
Tipsy off Henny a little bit
I've been mixing shit
Like Patron and now my world is spinning
This chick I'm wit
She ain't my girl but she be girlfriending
Bought her a pearl pendant
With the letter C engraved
Not that knock off shit yall get from C&J's
Or D&K off the ground bitch u see the plane
I wrote some verses while 30,000 feet in the air
Stewardess complimenting me on my nappy hair
That's word to Kendrick
Hold up
I gots to roll up
The cat wit the doja
And snuck a 5th on this bitch
I got to po' up
You know what
Time it is
You must've just woke up
To think half this 5th wasn't going in this whole cup
I showed up
And out rapped
My freestyles is dope but
Without rap these beat files
Is my bread and cold cuts
Giving the cold shoulder is how I had to be
Because these niggas ain't got shit but the audacity
While you learned to masturbate
I learned to master beats
Moving dope out the trunk like I'm master p
P90X shit errhh haha I'm flexin
This pair a shoot so I suggest you find the exit
The view up in this altitude'll leave you breathless
And maybe tuck your necklace yes we're
Up in the clouds, me and my spouse
That's word to Jay but it's really a chick I met just
Now we touch down but I was already in zone
Spittin pimp shit this a beat for me to limp
On caught my balance now I strut it down to customs
Greeted by a driver in a dress all buxom
Uh hum, we reclaim the
Wang on this side so I ain't thinkin bout fuckin
I'm gifted with my tongue like a lizard
Sell it on the market I literally spit bazaars
Bizarre cause this cigar filled with mary like I'm Ishtar
Gimme the juice I got em stripping in a blizzard
Push the tesla like a centaur
Fresh off a flight
Medusa with me bitch I been hard
Mana on my sim card
Trading days for a milli and a vineyard
Inna villa filled with Heathers and my niggahs
Wallet full of crypto like a wizard
She make a wish after she lick upon my Richard
Flip my grimoire
And grant a gift to make some foolish chicken yea imma a jerk
But the coolest villain
With the hottest vixen sipping forbidden fruit like the bottle drippin
This DMT got my mind tripping
Time killing
So your eternally my victim in my prism
When I'm spitting wisdom with high precision
Inflictin damage to systems without an algorithm to handle what I'm gifting
This rap shit is just a pot to piss in
A mile high you couldn't tell the difference
Is it raining or a God's ambition
That's word to Russell Simmons
First of all, I didn't buy into rap beef
I ain't never had a rap beef
And I ain't scared of nobody
Higher than a mothafucka
I'm in this bitch smelling like Dior and Skittle Mintz
Tipsy off Henny a little bit
I been mixing shit
Like Patron and now my world is spinning
I'm Bic, where the pussy at