Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ntrlhigh , by - ThecoolismacRelease date: 30.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ntrlhigh |
| HOOK |
| Take to the sky on a natural high |
| Get outta space when I take gas to face |
| Guess the god flow ain’t enough Pray for better days |
| We in the same league I’m just makin better plays |
| Apply pressure til I’m havin my way |
| Havin my way |
| Them niggas said we wouldn’t amount and that’s a slap in the face |
| That’s why you see me on Edgewood on a Wednesday |
| Street cred no loss and if I did I shook it off |
| Put my pockets in the green Or I’m not involved |
| Goin broke ain’t a good look at all |
| Winter spring and summer fall thew |
| Get you a glimpse of the livin proof |
| Classic nigga never had a suit |
| Ima blow yo fuckin mind if you never had that boot |
| Always catch me in Nike cuz I never needed a Boost |
| Black in Hollywood Gettin loose w skaters |
| Ain’t nothin major just the coolest Nigga from Decatur |
| Bless your soul if you near me |
| Think you comin close to me Not nearly |
| Damn my stock jumpin severly clearly |
| She gone take there like Siri |
| I could never let that hate pierce me |
| HOOK |
| Take to the sky on a natural high |
| Get outta space when I take gas to face |
| Guess the god flow ain’t enough Pray for better days |
| We in the same league I’m just makin better plays |
| BRIDGE |
| Why do you wanna be that guy? |
| Fronting like you running in London and popping bottles but you broke |
| Hunting to impress but can’t finesse the rum and coke |
| VERSE: Lola Coca |
| Let me just pinch my two fingers |
| And then I’ll pinch your wick out |
| Extinguish all fire hazards since you’ve been dancing with your dick out |
| Wow |
| If I wasn’t sure before you definitely are a prick now |
| Fuck you |
| I’m sensitive |
| I’m like Kanye |
| Without hits (owww) |
| More sass then assassinating a Sasquatch |
| I’m locked in like a padlock |
| But still laid back as a hammock |
| Chill out chill |
| Kick back fuck you |
| I love you |
| But I’m mad |
| Is that so right or so wrong |
| Better buy yourself a bed you’ve been sleeping on me for so long |
| Pushing all my buttons since FIFA featured my song |
| Like a preacher preaching, I’m long |
| Monica, you’re so gone |
| I sing when I’m stressing |
| Your lessons aggressive |
| My only soul guess is |
| I couldn’t be on your guestlist |
| But, oh shit is that how it is? |
| But the joke is, you’re the only one who keeps my focus |
| BRIDGE |
| Why do you wanna be that guy? |
| Fronting like you running in London and popping bottles but you broke |
| Hunting to impress but can’t finesse the rum and coke |
| OUTRO |
| And it doesn’t even make sense |
| But being on the fence is my biggest self defence |
| No pretence — the D is decent |
| It’s different but it doesn’t really make a difference, huh? |