About this song
High is a track by Birdman, taken from the album “Like Father Like Son”, released October 31, 2006 on CM/Republic. It runs 4:02 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.
Lyrics
Find another songWe back
Yeah
The flow's on me
And i promise baby
I'm in my zone
Wizzle come on
One 90 proof
Subline in my s*iny coop
Uptown is inside the pool
Shot down anybody who
Come round with a loli gat
Leave around with the body bag
Legs stiff toes green
Give him a title tag
Flossy niggas but realize
Hes a killa behind the flash
Bossy bitch
So presidential
Thanks to my dad
Gotta ask how i got 4
Takes to call me bad
I'm mad as a motha****er
Why im rich
Brought a bag
Brought a bitch
That's high i'm with
I'm bad
Hit you in your eye
And your bitch
Hit u when you're high
Now you it
Now you sit
Hardcore baby yeah
Hot cars
Stop call
Rockstar
What you know about it
It's not for a baby
Unless you weezy f baby
And please say the baby
When you say it motha****er
Come on
Ridin' in my wheel
Late night
Left palm on my steering wheel
Red light
Cops in my rearview
But **** them cuz i'm high
Yeah baby i'm so high
Again
Ridin' in my wheel
Late night
Left palm on my steering wheel
Red light
Cops in my rearview
But **** them cuz i'm high
Baby i'm so high
See we ride for flames niggas
A g to my name niggas
I dos thing niggas
I'm gettin the change niggas
So whos to blame niggas
About the game niggas
They say i did it
So **** them niggas
I gave the plan niggas
I gave the game niggas
I'm doin my thangs
Still **** them niggas
I know the lane niggas
I know the pain niggas
I know the famoust
Still **** them niggas
Shh bitch
Yeeah we chillin
With them bithces on us
Riiide the bitch
While we countin down
Our hood riches
Thinking about aaaall
The hood niggas
Never got the chance
To hit licks before
Them 6 fingers
Bitch
And if you've done
It how we done it
Bitch watch for the law
Cuz we knew when
They were commin
Bitch haaands up
And every summer
I had hummers Bitch
Spent a million dollars
Like it was nothin Bitch
Come on
Ridin' in my wheel
Late night
Left palm on my steering wheel
Red light
Cops in my rearview
But **** them cuz im high
Yeah baby i'm so high
Again
Ridin' in my wheel
Late night
Left palm on my steering wheel
Red light
Cops in my rearview
But **** them cuz i'm high
Baby i'm so high
Check it
And no fisher can
And no Bitch want
**** with me
Play with me no
Cuz I
Got meet fo sho
And I got these
To blow fo sho
Come up
Now if you feel me
Put your guns in the air
Pull 'em out and let the playa
Hate us before he stare
Bang that motha****er
Pop that motha****er
Yeah fall back young man who
Weezy baby
A hundred gran
You understand
Your wife would
Be fittin me perfect
Exactly
Change fallin' off my ass
Pocket cash showin'
Rock 'n' roll
We can rock to my bed yeah
Clothes have you shoppin
Patrone have a glass yeah
Wow now she hot
Not it's on now she's bad
I let her clothes strap
While she gone to my bed
And I'm gone to my bed
Right behind her
Got a couple questions
And that Bitch
I tend to go and find it and
I might find her if i hit her
Right behind her
I get her how i got her
Now she diggin my piscana
shit like a virgin
But like madonna
I don't believe her at all
I'm just tryna roger
Until things fall off
But we good
This is cash money
Young money
Get it understood
Come on
Ridin' in my wheel
Late night
Left palm on my steering wheel
Red light
Cops in my rearview
But **** them cuz i'm high
Yeah baby i'm so high
Again
Ridin' in my wheel
Late night
Left palm on my steering wheel
Red light
Cops in my rearview
But **** them cuz i'm high
Baby i'm so high
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More from Like Father Like Son
- 01 Loyalty (Skit) 1:57
- 02 Over Here Hustlin' E 4:52
- 03 Stuntin' Like My Daddy (Street) E 4:29
- 04 1st Key E 4:15
- 05 Like Father Like Son E 4:22
- 06 You Ain't Know E 4:24
- 07 Family Rules (Skit) 0:45
- 08 Know What I'm Doin' E 4:31
- 09 Don't Die E 3:56
- 10 Ain't Worried Bout Sh*t E 3:47
- 11 Out The Pound E 4:18
- 12 Leather So Soft E 4:51