Текст песни
Climb in the highest (c'mon)
In the ghost you know we're (yeah, go, go)
In the climax I'm still climbin'
In the ghost you know we're glidin'
Up in the sky, I've been flyest
Eating hibachi straight from the islands
You're not going to slide, you can stop tryin'
Just got a deal I'ma go sign it
She hit up my phone, I'ma decline it
Hop in the whip new seat, I'm reclinin'
Whippin' the tires we're making 'em burn out
Why you still talking like we're the same amount
Tell 'em it's my time I say when I'm done now
Diss on the net we gon' see how that turn out
Just like an oven you're going to get fried
If I tell you we run it back, we're going to slide
Ain't talking 'bout nothin' stop hittin' my line
That boy is a clone, yeah he want to be me
Ice on my neck it be snowing like VVS
She in LA, she like when can you see me
I've just been shining', yeah lookin' like BBs
We're pulling up, send hallows to your ceiling
Not going to stop 'till it's racks that I'm feelin'
Banana clip on me I get to peelin'
Got me a bag now I'm zippin' and sealin'
How many racks I got? Can't keep an estimate
On a new level, I'm reaching new elements
Speed up the flow now I got speech impediment
Pockets so heavy, they're filled with dead presidents
Trying to steal my flow, can't take my song
Cannot come back you've been doing me wrong
Stayin' ten toes with my brothers we're strong
This my new comeback, I know I've been gone
(I know I've been gone)
Promise it's over this song paying off (uh huh)
It's only up from here, I'm taking off (yeah, go, go)
In the climax I'm still climbin'
In the ghost you know we're glidin'
Up in the sky, I've been flyest
Eating hibachi straight from the islands
You're not going to slide, you can stop tryin'
Just got a deal I'ma go sign it
She hit up my phone, I'ma decline it
Hop in the whip new seat, I'm reclinin'
Whippin' the tires we're making 'em burn out
Why you still talking like we're the same amount
Tell 'em it's my time I say when I'm done now
Diss on the net we gon' see how that turn out
Just like an oven you're going to get fried
If I tell you we run it back, we're going to slide
Ain't talking 'bout nothin' stop hittin' my line
That boy is a clone, yeah he want to be me
Ice on my neck it be snowing like VVS
She in LA, she like when can you see me
I've just been shining', yeah lookin' like BBs
We're pulling up, send hallows to your ceiling
Not going to stop 'till it's racks that I'm feelin'
Banana clip on me I get to peelin'
Got me a bag now I'm zippin' and sealin'
