Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So High, artist - MIST.
Date of issue: 03.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
So High |
FRED, again |
Preditah |
Uh |
(I get, so high) |
(Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i) |
(I get, so high) Girl, you’re a groupie, no need to lie |
(I get, so high) Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly |
(I get, so high) She’s so, so shy, until the night |
(Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i) I was last year and I’m still the guy |
Throw some sauce 'pon 'dem |
So high, time to walk 'pon 'dem |
Yeah, I do set trends |
Talk too much get sticky for you friends, send a hitta to your ends |
I don’t dance, I ain’t movin' my feet |
Uh, 'cause I’m dancin' with heat |
Bad B’s got my tunes on repeat |
Do it with ease, out 'ere tripling P’s |
Back to my grindin' again (I'm back) |
Writin', rhymin' again |
Firing skengs, yeah it’s Fred yet again |
Manna put a line in your ends |
Aggy, so much gold it’s chavvy |
'Dem man are chatty like gyally |
Big .44 called Maggie |
What’s my cologne? |
Creed and Cali |
(I get, so high) Girl, you’re a groupie, no need to lie |
(I get, so high) Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly |
(I get, so high) She’s so, so shy, until the night |
(Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i) I was last year and I’m still the guy |
Yo, I’ve been stuck with my booty call |
Furthermore, I fell in love with my booty call (Woah) |
Girl, you got junk, know your boot is full |
In the eyes of a thug, that is beautiful (Real) |
When I’m on tour, you know who to call (Hm) |
I’m in Tom Ford, this ain’t suitable (Uh) |
Diamonds, handbags, you suit it all (Real) |
Kilos, gram packs, we move it all |
«Ay, Mist, are you takin' the piss?» |
(Why?) |
I swear you got a ring, that is made for a wrist (Ha!) |
I swear I got a ting, that is made for my lips (Real) |
I got a gun for him, I ain’t making a diss |
Gettin' so, so high, they hatin' |
I can’t say I don’t know why (Ahaha) |
I’m feelin' scared when the po roll by (Why?) |
'Cause me and the bros got a pole close by (Yeah) |
Bang! |
(I get, so high) Girl, you’re a groupie, no need to lie |
(I get, so high) Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly |
(I get, so high) She’s so, so shy, until the night |
(Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i) I was last year and I’m still the guy |
(I get, so high) |
(I get, so high) |
(I get, so high) |
Uh |
(Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i) |