2 high ft. JB Lyrics

Bae I think you

Uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh

Bae I Think You Too Fine

Girl I Think You Too High

Too-high

Too-high

Too-high

Never got your own weed

Always get high

Ah

Never got a broke bitch

Give me a ride

Sttt

Never trust a broke hoe

On my side

Uh

Let's Get It

Little bitch said she

Like When I Feel It

(Yeeeaaah)

Bring that ass girl

Don't be silly

(don't be silly)

Hold me close girl

Know It's Chilly

(know it's chilly)

Crusin' all night girl

Went through the city

Girl I'm With It

(yeah)

I'm Tryna Get It

(I'm tryna get it)

Slide On Your Ex Nigga

(Slideee)

Like I'm John With It

(Like I'm John)

See you already have yours

I can't have mine

See you already have yours

I can't have mine

Broke Bitch

Fuck Up

The Vibes

Ex Niggas

Tryna Get Inside

I can't really Decide

I Can't Really Decide

Bae I Think You To Fine

Bae I think youuu

Bae I Think You Too High

Bae I think you

Bae I think you

Bae I think you

Bae I Think You Too High

I Can't Smoke Mines

(Waaah)

U Can't Fuck Up My Vibe

I'm Sitting Here Getting High

You too busy getting tired

I'm too lit getting fried

I'm Lit All Up Tonight

I'm Lit Up Tonight

We Gone Party Right

I'm Lit Up Tonight

Yeah-yeahh

(uh-uh-uh)

Yeah-yeahh

(uh-uh-uh)

Ohhh-ohhh

(whoah)

Damn bae I think

I'm too high

Bae I think you

(yesssir)

Bae I think you too fine

She gone suck me

(yessir)

Suck me up like two mines

I Get Two

(oh my ghawd)

Baby I get two high

Baby I get high

Aim for that trap money

I'm hit nigga head

For that trap money

I'm make a nigga dead

For that trap money

Imma make a nigga dead

For that trap money

I'm get a nigga gone

For that trap nigga

Ima do a nigga wrong

ARP5, six to your dome

Get up close, and I do a Nigga wrong

Chasing My Dreams And

Chasing My Goals

Have a type of nigga

Put his ass on the rode

Post at the trap

Like who want the smoke

Post at the taillight

I need a bow

Like where is your delivery

It's Getting Cold

I hop out the car

Then swinging right out

He already hit her

Just shoot at the floor

I'm Switching My Savages

Switching My Flows

I Don't Need A Trap

Just Rockstar at the house

Rap flow just took him

Down for his pole

5K

5K, Dem Niggas hoes

Swing In the trap with

A gun and a scope

U need some help bitch

I know where to go

Hop in the context

Opp at the road

Lost three back-to-back

Shit hurt a nigga soul

I'm laying in the grass

Then I wipe a nigga nose

Wipe a nigga nose

(uh-uh-uh)

Wipe a nigga nose

(uh-uh-uh)