This is a song about "High af"

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Now everybody put your hands up high

I mean the game been dry

Lift your eyebrow up high

Whilst in a school called junior high

That's the window into the sky

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

You know every night i'm high

I like big butts and i cannot lie

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Then got myself high with

Take her back to where i live

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool