Yeah
(Yes sir) Yeah
Look
You was there standing all night
Your heartbeat matching with the lights
Your boyfriend got you super tight
You wanna baller so you ball for me in spite
Bitch, don't fuck up my high, my high, my high
Please don't fuck up my high, my high, my high (please don't, please)
Please don't fuck up my high, my what? My high (please don't, please)
Please don't fuck up my high, my...
Everyday Aminé gon' ball so you know I make the hoes say, "Hey"
Fuckin' niggas up until the beat get played (oh)
Shawty wanna fuck until she get saved (ah)
Club promoters wanna act like they know me (uh)
Club promoters wanna be my homies (uh)
Bad news nigga, you ain't really the homie (no)
Bad news nigga, you ain't really the homie (woo)
Bitch, I'll leave you by your lonely (yeah)
L-I-E and then you back on your lonely (yeah)
Fuck with me and now you always horny (yeah)
Fuck with him and now you want more money (ooh)
Corny niggas get no love
Corny bitches get no love
Thinks I'm wrong, maybe it's them drugs
Sike, it's you and we singing to the club, like
You was there standing all night (oh, true)
Your heartbeat matching with the lights (true blue)
Your boyfriend got you super tight (oh, you tight)
You wanna baller so you ball for me in spite (let's go)
Bitch, don't fuck up my high, my high, my high
Please don't fuck up my high, my high, my high
Please don't fuck up my high, my what? My high
Please don't fuck up my high, my...
Ah, don't fuck up my high
Please don't fuck up my high
Please don't fuck up my high
You do it like, the minimum, the minimum, the minimum
The minimum, the minimum, the minimum
Are you mad? Must be out of your mind (woo)
You look so sad, have a spliff, get high (ah)
She bad, yeah, she racking up ten lines
Come and take a walk on the wild side
And I bet nobody fucking up my vibe
Ain't nobody take the bump out my stride
And the mans don't dance, got too much pride
When we raise our glass he go glass in the eye
Eye for an eye make the whole world blind
Don't fuck up my high
High as Hell with your YSL
Drip's on, looking like a Mademoiselle
See you pretty in pink, can I tickle you?
Like, can I have a lick of your caramel?
Tell your boyfriend, "Gonna be home late"
Spend your money like a tax rebate
You was there standing all night (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your heartbeat matching with the lights (oh)
Your boyfriend got you super tight (uh-huh)
You wanna baller so you ball for me in spite
Bitch, don't fuck up my high, my high, my high
Please don't fuck up my high, my high, my high
Please don't fuck up my high, my what? My high
Please don't fuck up my high, my...
Ah, don't fuck it up, haha
I got energy, energy, haha
Energy, energy, bitch
I got energy, energy