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So High Lyrics by Wanyé

2017

Im so high that I don't know which way is up
(Yeah, yeah)
And she say she like when I put it down yeah
Yeah, Hold up
It's on me now wait
I got da juice I got da sauce I'm drippin now yeah

Gucci Louie Fendi Polo on me now
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm doing shows n taking photos wipe me down
Yeah
(Wipe me, wipe me down)
Private flights and whippin foreigns in da future
(Foreigns in the future)
Don't come to me with that bullshit I see thru it yeah
(Blow)

If young Supa do not trust you Im gone shoot you
(Blow)
If young XØ don't fuck with you I got rugers
(Yeah)
Sour diesel in that Java that's that fusion yeah
(Yeah thats that fusion)
If you said I wouldn't make it bitch you stupid yeah
(Bitch you stupid yeah)
I was riding through my city in a Buick yeah
(Skirt Skirt)
Hit the park and bust some traps and get to hooping yeah
(Swish)
When my back against the wall I turn to music yeah
(I turn to music)
Grand dad told me you got talent better use it yeah
(Better use it yeah)

Im so high that I don't know which way is up
(Which way is up)
And she say she like when I put it down yeah
(Aye, aye, Put it down)
Yeah, Hold up
It's on me now wait
(Hold up hold up)
I got da juice I got da sauce I'm drippin now yeah
(Swish, Ooo)

Gucci Louie Fendi Polo on me now
(P-p-polo on me now, yeah)
I'm doin shows n taking photos wipe me down
(Aye, taking photos wipe me down)
Private flights whippin foreigns in da future
(Foreigns in the future)
Don't come to me with that bullshit I see thru it yeah
(I see through it)

Get this shit in your medulla
I'm a king that's why I rule her
(Yeah)
Act up I got da shooters
(Yeah)
Learn your lesson get a tutor
Where the dutches nigga I'm on a roll
Use to light my Ls on top of the stove
Couldn't even buy a light I was broke
(Broke, yeah yeah)
Now I'm lighting purple rain with the gold
About to cop a new sneaker
(Sneaker)
Going full blast in your speakers
(Speakers)
Need at least a rack for a feature
You don't like it nigga I don't need you
(I don't need you)
Don't know why you never give it up
(Give it up)
You started ass and you ain't getting tough
(Yeah, yeah)
I think it's time for me to switch it up
(Yeah yeah yeah aye)
But ain't nobody ever switching up
Only thing that ever change is the change
Me and other niggas we not the same
You said I would never go get the fame
You don't like me why u saying my name?
Niggas saying Two Øfficial two goats
Wait until we pullin up in two ghosts
Put my dick inside the beat it get wet
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Now you sick it's in your throat like it's strep
(Got damn got damn!)

Im so high that I don't know which way is up yeah
(Which way is up?)
And she say she like when I put it down yeah
(Put it down)
Yeah, hold up
(Aye, hold up hold up)
It's on me now wait
I got da juice I got da sauce I'm drippin now yeah

Gucci Louie Fendi Polo on me now
(Fendi polo on me now)
I'm doin shows n taking photos wipe me down
(Taking, now wipe me down)
Private flights whippin foreigns in da future
(Foreigns in the future)
Don't come to me with that bullshit I see thru it yeah

If young Supa do not trust you Im gone shoot you
(Blow)
If young XØ don't fuck with you I got rugers
(I can't find the ground)
Sour diesel in that Java that's that fusion
(Hold up, It's on me now)
If you said I wouldn't make it bitch you stupid yeah
(Bitch, bitch you stupid yeah)
I was riding through my city in a Buick yeah
(Skirt skirt skirt skirt)
Hit the park and bust some traps and get to hooping
(Hold up, yeah yeah hold up))
When my back against the wall I turn to music
(I turn to music)
Grand dad told me you got talent better use it yeah
(Told me that you better use it)

Im so high that I don't know which way is up
(Which way is up?)
And she say she like when I put it down
Yeah yeah, Hold up
It's on me now wait
I got da juice I got da sauce I'm drippin now yeah

Gucci Louie Fendi Polo on me now
(P-p-polo on me now)
I'm doin shows n taking photos wipe me down
(Im taking, now wipe me down)
Private flights whippin foreigns in da future
(Whippin' whippin' skirt skirt)
Don't come to me with that bullshit I see thru it yeah
(Yeah, aye, yeah I see through it)

Yeah, y-you don't want to go through it

Move, yeah

WB

Skirt!
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About “So High” by Wanyé

Read the complete lyrics to "So High" by Wanyé in 2017. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

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