High

[Intro] Ooh, la la la la I did you wrong (4x) (Tavis Moore Productions) [Verse 1: Gil Wrayson] Pop a molly, I'm Shannon Superstar, the critics be pannin' Just like this EP, easily they would If it was released, hey, maybe I should I got permission for these sweet-ass beats Bunch of fucking stoners calling me the next Keats Wanna play Lucas, feel the girls' heartbeats Then I condescend by reading some Keats [Chorus] My band of thieves crashing into some trees Because my designated driver is high Shucks He tweeted, "Album's not completed," And that's because he's been busy getting high Shucks [Verse 2: Gil Wrayson] I am the ringleader of this clan Hide all our ghosts so we're spic and span I hope someday I can write the next "Stan" Wait, Tyler beat me to it; just joshing you, man I'm name-dropping like your fake hipster friend Fake motherfuckers bringing us the world's end You got me floating like PM Dawn Someone answer me, "Who the fuck is Sean?" [Chorus] [Bridge] Ooh, la la la la I did you wrong (Ha, me and Sean about to tear shit up, bro. Alright, CeeTo-J. Uh.) [Verse 3: CeeTo-J] Ballin', soon to be ballin' Legs spread out on the couch, I'm sprawlin' Money be calling, woke up, didn't even shower Smell like dank pussy power Money on my mind, success on my mental Bunny on the grind, bad head, give her dental floss Lookin' like a boss Cooking up a sauce, throw it up, no loss Strippers at a cost like "Fuck Mr. Ross!" And I don't give a fuck if you don't like us Bullies used to take my lunch, I swear I never snitched Now I'm 'bout to get rich rapping bout bullshit So I'm eating out their bitch like [Outro] Ooh, la la la la I did you wrong (2x) My band of thieves crashing into some trees Because my designated driver is high Shucks He tweeted, "Album's not completed," And that's because he's been busy getting high Shucks (cough)