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letra de high profile - nafe smallz

[intro: nafe smallz]
try not to ash on my denim
yeah, she know my heart cold
don’t be actin’ too special
i’m on my stoner sh-t, n-gga

[chorus: nafe smallz]
i just need it half full ([?]) savage, yeah, she know my heart cold ([?])
end up in that p-ssy, don’t know how
f-ckin’ mask off (uh,) take her places that she can’t go (how’s that?)
’cause i’m so high profile (that’s right)
cut the lights off (woo!) stripping her [?]
cali in my spliff, i’m a stoner
(that’s right, that’s right) yeah
travel all across the atlas
i need a bad, bad, let me (ooh, ooh)

[verse 1: nafe smallz]
try not to ash on my denim
my stuff is zipped inside that louis v, vv reflectin’
i cut her off within a second, don’t be actin’ too special (please)
push a bentley off the lot, she know that it’s a new levеl
i catch a body for my dawg
way off in the trenches whеre you gotta see them stars from the start
we’re trappin’ for a hobby, play my part (play my part
that’s right, that’s right, that’s right, let’s go, let’s go)
rollie vvs, she see it shinin’ through the tinted (shine)
i’m a stoner and i’m rollin’, caught me drivin’ off the limit ([?] smokin’)
i just hit it, and i quit it, left her right up in her feelings (feelings,) i
stay up on a mission, she know she f-cked with a villain, i
right from the beginning kept it loyal to the [?], i
stay out with a shooter colder than the summer, i
chauffeur in that phantom, where you [?], i
keep it fortified, that’s a brand-new 45
[chorus: nafe smallz, rimzee]
i just need it half full (uh,) savage, yeah, she know my heart cold ([?])
end up in that p-ssy, don’t know how
f-ckin’ mask off (uh,) take her places that she can’t go (how’s that?)
’cause i’m so high profile (that’s right)
cut the lights off (woo!) stripping her [?]
cali in my spliff, i’m a stoner
[?]
travel all across the atlas
i need a bad, bad, let me (yo)

[verse 2: rimzee]
real n-gga, top shotta
shoulda gave my n-gga nadz a oscar (should’ve)
instead, he got a nine in a poca ([?])
serving all this grease, blowing money like i’m meech
p-ssed i copped the g, [?] i couldn’t get the t–th (couldn’t)
speeding past the lights, got the tires screechin’
came up on live beatings, them n-gga came up on live streamin’
[?] jail watchin’ telly, 150 for the skelly ([?])
and the louis staff whatsapp me directly
in the streets, i got credentials (uh,) i let my gun beat instrumentals
i really bought a piece like a temple (i did)
i’m a crook, i like my girl’s [?]
how i made it off the stove and i can’t cook? (how?)
wouldn’t been number one if the charts was ’bout the t ([?])
i could turn a 63 into a c-63 (facts)
‘member i got jammed up, i lost three hammers
but still, i never gave up, c. montana
[chorus: nafe smallz]
i just need it half full (uh,) savage, yeah, she know my heart cold ([?])
end up in that p-ssy, don’t know how
f-ckin’ mask off (uh,) take her places that she can’t go (how’s that?)
’cause i’m so high profile (that’s right)
cut the lights off (woo!) stripping her [?]
cali in my spliff, i’m a stoner
yeah
travel all across the atlas
i need a bad, bad, let me

- nafe smallz

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