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Touch the Sky

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I'm so high, might touch the sky

Took her on a flight and she don't know why

40 on my hip, nigga, do not try

I'ma live forever, nigga, do not die

Air France, nigga, no, I do not drive

If she wanna hop in the DMs, I slide

But if she want money, then it's not my problem

Bayboy, nigga, and I do my job, ayy

I might just roll some grapes up

I might just roll some grapes up yea

Roll some grapes up

I might roll some grapes up

I'm a gas spitter

Fuck about my ex 'cause I'm never gettin' back with her

Bag getter

Get the money on the table, then I fuck her with that Yack in her

Yeah, uh, 40 on my waist too

Uh, too many ways I can waste you

Uh, but nigga gotta stay cool

Uh, yellow bus I'm in grade school, uh

I might just roll some grapes up

I might just roll some grapes up yea

Gas, gas, gas, gas, gas, gas her up

Yeah, these bitches out here fuckin' around with a real P, brah

These hoes out here chicken woofing and shit

Trying to sell pussy for a dollar and all that shit

Nigga like, what the fuck?

You must not know what the fuck it is

You feel me, these Bay Boys

We not even on that bullshit, man

That's some other shit

Yeah, I mean, you gotta

Fucking with a real P, bitch

Gas, gas, gas, gas, gas, gas her up