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Yeat - Hab Lyrics

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H.A.B Lyrics[Intro]
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
(High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, oh)
(High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, boom)
(High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, boom)
(High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, boom)

[Chorus]
High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, oh (Skrrt)
High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, boom (Woah, woah)
High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, boom (Woah, woah, woah)
High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, boom (Hey)
No, we don't play with shit
Fold 'em like a taco, we gon' roll 'em like a spliff (Bang)
I live on the moon, I'm not from here, I'm not from this (Hey)
And I got like a hundred bottles, do a hundred flips, yeah
And I got like forty bitches, doin' suckin' dick (Hey)
You can't feel this shit I'm saying, because you know it don't exist
I'm not tryna burst your bubble but I pop it like a zit (Hey)
You rock foo-ey Balmain yeah, shit all counterfeit
You rock foo-ey Rollie watch, all them diamonds do not hit (Hеy)

[Verse]
Ridin' in that motherfuckin' tonka, this a big one
Runnin' from the mothеrfuckin' law, we on a big run
Ran that back and forth I built it up just like a Pilgrim
Bitch, I'm high as shit, I count my money with my fuckin' thumb
I'ma walk around, I pull it out, I shoot 'em with my gun
I ain't even started this that shit, this, bitch I fuckin' won
I ain't give no shit about these whores, they all so fuckin' dumb
I got lots of money in my pocket, I got lots of mon'
I do lots of shit, I ride around, I have a lot of fun
I'll run it back from the muh'fuckin top
Get it bitch? I'm high as bum

[Chorus]
High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, oh (Skrrt)
High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, boom (Woah, woah)
High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, boom (Woah, woah, woah)
High as a bitch, I'm high as a kite, boom (Hey)
No, we don't play with shit
Fold 'em like a taco, we gon' roll 'em like a spliff (Bang)
I live on the moon, I'm not from here, I'm not from this (Hey)
And I got like a hundred bottles, do a hundred flips, yeah
And I got like forty bitches, doin' suckin' dick (Hey)
You can't feel this shit I'm saying, because you know it don't exist
I'm not tryna burst your bubble but I pop it like a zit (Hey)
You rock foo-ey Balmain yeah, shit all counterfeit
You rock foo-ey Rollie watch, all them diamonds do not hit (Hey)