Hi-Tek Lyrics

Sippin that high tech

Sippin that muddy

And even my ex

Don't want nobody else (don't want nobody)

Sippin that high tech

Sippin that dirty

Pull up with a 10 on bitches that curved me

(Uh)

I don't wanna hang cuz you niggas irk me

(I don't wanna hang)

I want the bimmer I don't want the range

I'm on the way to the stu with a Bella le strange

(Lil Shawty a witch)

You ain't post to be

Or posted on the block

I'm posted on that stage

I'm on stage nigga pay up

GMS we on the way up

I hop off stage put four in the faygo

Niggas hated where did they go

Your bitch switch for a dollar

She buy clothes to take them off

She kissing on my collar

I got the reign like supreme

All of my shorties is mean

I guess you know what I mean

I got a couple bad bitches

And they hit bottega way more than they eat

For real

I'm Bout to die lit off the lean for real (Cartier)

I'm at the party but I'm bout to leave for real

She in the bathroom sniffin caine

Just like a kappa

I'm switching lanes in the beam

I'm not a regular rapper

I mix the lean with the backwoods

Yeah

Now I see these niggas tapped in

Look at they bitch like what happened

Up on the stage

Every show

That cup in my hand till the last sip

Sippin that high tech

Sippin that muddy

I don't wanna die yet

Or feel like nobody else

Sippin that high tech

Sippin that dirty

I don't wanna hang cuz you niggas irk me

(I don't wanna hang)

I want the bimmer I don't want the range

I'm on the way to the stu with a Bella le strange

(Lil Shawty a witch)

You ain't post to be

Or posted on the block

I'm posted on that stage

Sippin that high tech

Sippin that muddy

And even my ex

Don't want nobody else (don't want nobody)

Sippin that high tech

Sippin that dirty

Pull up with a 10 on bitches that curved me