Issue No 174 Higher Lyrics
Higher by Issue No. 174
Feat. Chevy Woods and Myles Maleek
(Chorus)
I take you higher
(Verse)
On the way, got yo man tryna call me bae
One taste, have that dude higher than jetplanes
Yea, I makes it official how that dudes make it initial
I take you to another level that these other bitches ain't picture I've gone
(I) did 'noff to Mariana, Rondae, fuck lovin', I'm a lot drunker than Beyonce
Me and some old Roger in the Benz sittin' sideways
Fuzzy ain't abundant, OG and topate (???)
I tuck the shit that me and my friends really love
Boy, you a pussy, I'll take you higher than you've ever been
Higher than you've never been, bond up in your weapons and
Dream car got the medicine
(Chorus x2)
I take you higher, higher (so high you can kiss the sky)
Take you higher, higher (so high you can kiss the sky)
(Verse: Chevy Woods)
Bong rips with a bad bitch, girl you OK, I mean you average
Whole lot of money wit a whole lot of jewelry on
Nigga trippin', he too faded, don't know what he on
Gang gansta, the same ova seas wid it
If the chick better I'm prolly gonna leave wid it
Go to sleep in it, wake up and rehit it
Ugly brother, I be all in the sheets wid it
What?! Put 'em dollars I be throwin'
If she drive, man, I get the broke bitches call it towin'
You ain't neva been this faded, all these niggas that you dated
If I gotta ? leave that pussy overrated
Instagram got ya thinkin' who the next stop model
Got ya lickin', do some things, girl, put that mouth bottles
Thuggin' all that shit when you know that thing hollow
Bottle, furthermore, you don't even swallow
(Chorus x2)
I take you higher, higher (so high you can kiss the sky)
Take you higher, higher (so high you can kiss the sky)
(Verse: Myles Maleek)
Could get a diploma for rollin', she tell me keep plowin'
I ain't drivin', so I'mma go in, tonight's so potent
Meet potent, you can't blow it, we is turnt up and you know it
We is not enough, it's trust and we own it
Don't call it luck, it's just us, we chosen
Keys by the beach, it's breezy, East flowin'
She be on her knees and teasin', straight blowin'
You ain't gotta do me so I can put on for my city
If ye round wid me, gotta feel it so it's time to fill it
Do you feel me, dawg?
Studio on the dime, tryna get it young
Bring summer every season and ain't tryna fall young
DDO is like that, the way you crib a band
Right back, bring the wife back for a night cap
So fresh, I ain't need it, don't stress
We out here, smokin' on the best
(Chorus x2)
I take you higher, higher (so high you can kiss the sky)
Take you higher, higher (so high you can kiss the sky)