High End Lyrics

(She on the High End)

I guess she living on the High End

She need someone to confide in

She DMV then ima slide in

Say she need a player

Who been running with them quarters like a tight end

'Cause Baby girl, She high fashion

FaceTime, she in Chanel

Tryna pick aromas

She with her sister

I can tell by the thick kahonas

She got a kid, so she been a loner

I Been upon her

Tryna spend a dime

But it's gone take more then a couple loaners

She say I hate you. It's I love you too

(You too)

Pull out a bill

She gone ask you if you paying Two

(Two Quacks)

She gotta smile that's High Class

A fudge Round for an Ass

And a nigga who ain't even buying baby shoes

I Guess she living on the High End

She need someone to confide in

She DMV then ima slide in

Say she need a player

Who been running with them quarters like a tight end

I Guess she living on the High End

(Okay, okay, okay)

She need someone to confide in

(Won't let her get away)

She DMV then ima slide in

Say she need a player

Who been running with them quarters like a tight end

(She just tryna get tied in)

Say she a Dolph fan

A Deek fan

Ain't never played golf

But still put a hole in one, like she got green hands

(oh wow)

I got this can, if you don't mind

Show you something newer then yo taste

'Cause you smell fine

This be just a can a Do's

'Cause I don't like yo wants

I could buy a van of shoes

And take em where you want

But that won't make you happy

In a place where someone don't

But I Do hope that you get this

'Cause I bought you what he won't

You might Needa be on the High End

But Imma take the low shoulder

And if you rocking, then we rolling

Like an old boulder

Tryna put ice around yo heart and make the cold Colder

Have you spending time like his money

Like it rolled over

'Cause Baby girl, She high fashion

FaceTime, she in Chanel

Tryna pick aromas

She with her sister

I can tell by the thick kahonas

She got a kid, so she been a loner

I Been upon her

Tryna spend a dime

But it's gone take more then a couple loaners

She say I hate you. It's I love you too

(You too)

Pull out a bill

She gone ask you if you paying Two

(Two quacks)

She gotta smile that's High Class

A fudge Round for an Ass

And a nigga who ain't even buying baby shoes

I Guess she living on the High End

She need someone to confide in

She DMV then ima slide in

Say she need a player

Who been running with them quarters like a tight end

I Guess she living on High End

I Guess she need someone to confide in

She DMV then ima slide in

Say she need a player

Who been running with them quarters like a tight end

(She just tryna get tied in)

(High End)

(Someone to Confide in)

(Slide In)

(Player who been Running)

(She just Tryna get Tied In)