Way Hii (feat. A$AP Rocky, Wiz Khalifa, BJ The Chicago Kid & Buddy)

作曲：Rakim Mayers,Jeremiah Owens,Jabril Thomaz,Bryan James Sledge,Simmie Sims,Anna Gaye,Horgay Gordy,Allen Story

作词：Rakim Mayers,Jeremiah Owens,Jabril Thomaz,Bryan James Sledge,Simmie Sims,Anna Gaye,Horgay Gordy,Allen Story

Said she in love with cocaina, love to sniff it, my nig

Gave her drops of **, and now she trippy, my nig

Told her if she get with me, I'll live life different, my nig

I'm official, ya dig?

Come get with me, lil' **

Way high, way high, way high

Way high, way high

Everyday we stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Way high, way high, way high

Way high, way high

Everyday we stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Getting hard to tell what the ** I'm on

Every verse I have, every hook is on

Plenty women 'round me with nothing on

Bad **es only thing into my arms

Floating as you rolling

Smoking on this potent

Baby say she want a line

I gave her purple potion

Now I'm 'bout to go in

Got her body soaking

Stroke it 'til the morning

Well, I can't forget the Trojan

Way high, way high, way high

Way high, way high

Everyday we stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Way high, way high, way high

Way high, way high

Everyday we stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Said she in love with cocaina, love to sniff it, my nig

Gave her drops of **, now she trippy, my nig

Told if she get with me, I'll live life different, my nig

I'm official, ya dig?

Come get with me, lil' **

This is how it goes

** sleepy high, wake up stoned

Clique up with my bros

**, hit my line with my phone

Hop in the whip and I roll

Getting these women

Just giving them **, that's for sho'

** is talking, we living it though

Finna' pull up in this ** in my robe

Cozy Boyz sprinter on tour, fill it with hoes

They don't want drama, they gon' get exposed

My new ** don't model

We drink out the bottle

Be so high, you probably think our eyes closed

Yo, Wiz, man, this ** finna go

She in love with the **

And I'm sipping the fo'

Sniffing lines off my **

Put the tip of my ** in her nose

Whoa, where did we go?

Got my own papers, I don't got to send you to the store

Got a ** who stash my ** and got another one to roll

Got a ** from Instagram who want to ** me on the low

First I slide up in them DMs, then I slip into her throat

We stick to the code

Way high, way high, way high

Way high, way high

Everyday we stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Way high, way high, way high

Way high, way high

Everyday we stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Stay high, stay high

Getting hard to tell what the ** I'm on

Every verse a half, every hook is on

Plenty women 'round me with nothing on

Bad **es only thing into my arms