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Playboi Carti - Way 2 High Lyrics

[Intro]
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What? Let's go)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt, slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (High), woah (Yeah)

[Verse: Yeat]
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
Yeah, come on, yeah, come on, yeah, come on, let's go, come on, let's go (Let's go, let's go)
Yeah, come on, yeah, come on, yeah, come on, let's go, come on, let's go (Yeah, yeah, turn up, turn up)
Your girl gon' pull up on me and she gon' cum on me (Yeah, yeah)
Your girl gon' pull up on me and she gon' cum on me (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, come on, let's gеt it, let's turn up, let's go, I took the Jeep to thе front street
Your baby gon' get in the Tonka with me and she gon' sit in the front seat
I gotta take me a break from these opiates, sometimes I open my eyes and can't see (Can't see)
Some of my twizzy are crazy, they pull up on them, they gon' leave some lil' pussy deceased
Yeah, I turn a five to a ten, yeah, I turn a ten to a hundred
Yeah, so rich, it don't make no sense, yeah, they like to get to the muffin
Pull up in the Tonka, lil' bitch, I be crushing
Yeah, this a Lamb' truck, this a Tonka
I was riding 'round serving birds in a Honda
They thought that they had some space, we pulled up right behind 'em

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Wake up (Wake up, wake up, woah)
It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
I brush my teeth and count up (What? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woah)
I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt, slatt)
I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (Woah, yeah, bitch, woah, woah, what?)
Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?)
I make her scream when we fuck (Slatt, scream, suck it)
I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (Woah, huh, chop it and slide)
I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (Yeah, skrrt)
Can't fuck with nobody (What?), not even my shadow (Yeah, no one)
I got on Ed Hardy (What? What? What? What? What?), she got on stilettos (What?)
She my best friend (What? What?), yeah, we not a couple (What? What?)
She a rockstar (What? What? What?), she a sex symbol (What? What? What? Let's go)
The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?)
The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?)
Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? Wanna do)
Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, who? Who? Yeah)
Tell me everybody you took to this room (Who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (Baby, who? Who?)