Fred The Godson - High Enough lyrics
rate me[Hook]
They can’t get high enough
Supply, supply the stuff, I gotta
They can’t get high enough
Supply, supply the stuff, I gotta
I got money to make
I can show you right in front of your face
I gotta go
You know that raw there
You coming out first
Let me count it all first, make sure it’s all there
It’s the raekwon cheffin, otd in trappin
Trap house guarded, too dope man chevy
Whether white or hard, whatever prefference
Left the quarter cook from my work as reference
Stacks high as walls, I’m talking some white
And knock a half of key off a slow night
Get a nigga to beat off, get that dough nice
You get nervous at times, I hope it goes right
When I bake it, it’s noise, soft spoken
But like bary white, still have base in my voice
I can tell you with a gram, with an o, with an hoe cost
Tell by my pictures, old cuban across
Connect ruben, black buick lacrosse
Get back to what we’re doing well of course
Shit, I’m a wizard with it, why? I’m never off
It’s a blizzard outside, now why you asking for shots, fred!
[Hook]
They can’t get high enough
Supply, supply the stuff, I gotta
They can’t get high enough
Supply, supply the stuff, I gotta
I got money to make
I can show you right in front of your face
I gotta go
You know that raw there
You coming out first
Let me count it all first, make sure it’s all there
My d2 strong, ref callin 3 seconds
You’ve been steppin on that key too long
I first started with crack then the team got on
I’m ahead of the pack, I can’t lead you on
My uncle caught a brick, 3 foul down
Most you use pyrex, I’d rather t foul can
Getting money all funny, wanna be our man
These niggas was all sons, boris d al fans
Then they started snitching, well reward
...in the streets like a scale before
Was absence some ...they fell me for
Then the snitch got shot, what you tell me for?
Now back to my point raw, we’re moving real weight
To a point fold
Lot of money to make, I want it all for
Just sign me a quarter, no...
[Hook]
They can’t get high enough
Supply, supply the stuff, I gotta
They can’t get high enough
Supply, supply the stuff, I gotta
I got money to make
I can show you right in front of your face
I gotta go
You know that raw there
You coming out first
Let me count it all first, make sure it’s all there.
