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letra de sky high - ryan talbot

sky high lyrics
(no cap b-tch i’m lit yeah so who wanna match?) (facts)

(no cap b-tch i’m lit yeah so who wanna match?)

(laidback in the pad witta pack full of gas) (okay)

(laidback in the pad witta) (uh huh)

laidback in the pad witta pack full of gas
no cap b-tch i’m lit yeah so who wanna match
if you gettin bands, then i’m uncle sam, u gettin taxed (aye)
i told em relax but they wouldn’t listen
i flipped my position
and carried my vision
yeah just to get wit it (aye)
yeah just to get wit it (aye aye)

jay money b-tch off the rip and the hip
clip full of nic and i’m packin’ ya lip
nicer than most, i keep it legit
shut down the block, just wait for the kick
i’ll put the duffle before any b-tch
chip on my shoulder might ruffle ya sh-t
ain’t poppin like this
put holes in ya swiss
i’m krossin like kris
still trapped in the bliss
they peepin the fit
gold on my wrist
who nicer than this
wet like the mizukage in the mist
i am the water with the lemon twist
i’m boutta ask jada for a kiss
nah she a trick (huh)
duel glocks like mr, miss smith
they ain’t peep the knot like granny wit the knit
n-gga im a loc, n-gga im crip
lets gooo

not dababy but a different kind crazy
b-tches weird, dirty dock daisy
took a jeeb now i’m feelin’ lazy
hit her hole like i’m ed lacey
sky high rocket on mcgrady

sky high (huh, huh)
sky high (huh)

sky high (huh, b-tch)

laidback in the pad witta pack full of gas
no cap b-tch i’m lit yeah so who wanna match
if you gettin’ bands, then i’m uncle sam, u gettin’ taxed (aye)
i told em relax but they wouldn’t listen
i flipped my position
and carried my vision
yeah just to get wit it (aye)
yeah just to get wit it (aye aye)
they think that they poppin’ they not it
me and the guys we stay mobbin’
concrete boys too solid (solid)
i throw up a pass b-tch i’m lobbin’
side-kick i’m bat b-tch u robin (uh huh)

city lights lookin’ like gotham
n-gga playin’ tuff gotta off ’em
cuz really givin’ out coffins
uncle sam catch a bullet, sam watkins
really out plottin
thrivin, mobbin
sky high, really top nochin’
top shelf bottle poppin’
ain’t stoppin’
sky high like i got power
sky high now i’m up for hours
sky high like i’m in the towers

(like i’m in the towers)

- ryan talbot

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