I´m so high, my shoes so fly
And i know that your supply
Now you can be the shit or the irrelevant fly
Now everybody put your hands up high
Bitch, you're a penguin, and penguins don't fly.
Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry
Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high
Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly
Keep in mind we were so young
I'm caged up in state prison
Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/
Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie
Young money young money yeah we getting rich
Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch
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