Highs & Lows ft. Cincoo London Lyrics

(Cincoo you fucking snapped)

Told bro pass me the rock I'm wide open

She chocking my, dick in her throat, her mouth wide open

I just took that molly, started floating

I got lots of moon rock, started rolling

I got pros and cons

I got highs and lows

I got highs and lows

I got highs and lows

And when I take this drug

I get high and low

I get high and low

I get high and low

Yeah yeah I got highs and lows

These niggas ain't on shit like what type of time you on

Woah woah she got that body though

She rocking balenci and vetements she asked me what type style you want

I want that rock style

I want that goth shit

I want that scene shit

That all type of emo shit

Don't want no ghetto bitch still got me a ghetto bitch

Yeah turned my ghetto bitch to a rock bitch

Yeah turned my ghetto bitch to a hipster bitch

I drink wockhardt I don't drink no liquor bitch

Oh I got you ill, this shit make you sicker bitch

Got on my cartier shades I ain't tryna see you bitch

We got lots of racks make it stack

Know some niggas trapping though

Whip it out the stove though

Yeah ice all on my neck I feel like frozone

Got my supers suit, got my money bitches jumping out the roof

Got my stick to too, it shoot at you, doo doo doo

I got lots off pills you ain't know I was a junkie too

Yeah she thinks I'm cool yeah I'm in my groove

I'm in my mood, you snooze you lose