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letra de way hii - a$ap mob

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[hook: a$ap rocky]
said she in love with cocaina, love to sniff it my nig
gave her drops of lsd, and 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 b-tch

[chorus: bj the chicago kid]
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
[bridge: bj the chicago kid]
getting hard to tell, what the f-ck am i on?
every verse a half, every hook is on
plenty women round you but nothing on
bad b-tches only thing into my arms

[verse 1: buddy]
floating as you rolling
smoking on this potent
baby say she want a line
i gave her purple potion
now i’m about to go in
got her body soaking
stroking to the morning
well i can’t forget the trojan

[chorus: bj the chicago kid ]
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

[hook: a$ap rocky]
said she in love with cocaina, love to sniff it my nig
gave her drops of lsd, 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 b-tch

[verse 2: a$ap rocky & wiz khalifa]
this is how it goes
n-gg-s sleepy high, wake up stoned
clique up with my bros
n-gg- hit my line with my phone
i’ve been up, whipping the roll
getting these women
just giving them d-ck
that’s for sho’
n-gg-s is talking, we living it though
finna’ pull up in this b-tch in my robe
cozy boyz sprinter on tour
fill it with hoes
they don’t want drama, they gon’ get exposed
my new b-tch don’t model
we drink out the bottle
be so high you probably think our eyes closed
yo wiz man this sh-t finna’ go
she in love with the c-ke
and i’m sipping the fo’
sniffing lines off my d-ck
put the tip of my d-ck in her nose
whoa, where did we go?got my own papers
i don’t got to send you to the store
got a b-tch who stash my weed and got another one to roll (got a b-tch who stash my weed and got another one to roll)
got a b-tch from instagram who want to f-ck me on the lowfirst i slide up in them dms then i slip into her throat (first i slide up in them dms then i slip into her throat)
we stick to the code

[chorus: bj the chicago kid]
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

[bridge: bj the chicago kid]
getting hard to tell, what the f-ck am i on?
every verse a half, every hook is on
plenty women round you but nothing on
bad b-tches only thing into my arms

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