Higher N Higher Lil Keed (Ft. Karlae)

[Intro: Lil Keed]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Okay, Karlae
Yeah
(Shit hard, dawg)
Yeah
(I'm tellin' ya)
Keed talk to 'em

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, she wanna get higher and higher
Spend racks on my bitch, yeah, we get flier
Whole lot of Backwoods, I don't have a lighter
Karlae got Off-White, just check the attire
And I got on Reebok Classics, yeah
Brand new rock wrapped in the plastic, yeah
Spittin' this shit like a dragon
Bite on her ear like I'm Tyson, yeah (Let's go, let's go, let's go)
Yeah, yeah, she get creamy like Mayfield, yeah
I get some millions, you know how that feel, yeah
Love I got for you so real, yeah
Just know these choppers kill

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
We chop up your main main man
Yeah, I'm a real changed man
In the coupe road ragin'
Yeah, I got my heart racin'
I get in that pussy, hoo, hoo
It got my heart racin' (Heart racin')
Hellcat, Demon, Trackhawk, can't wait to race it, yeah (Can't wait to race it)
Yeah, the Bentley truck, no, we not gon' race it, yeah, yeah (Not gon' race it)
We stood the block, beat it up like the '80s, yeah, yeah (Like '80s)
Driving a Range Rover in the rain (Rain)
Now you understand what I'm sayin'
Spent thirty racks on this chain (What?)
Slatt shit is on the chain (What?)
She take dick, she take the pain, yeah
Can't run up no bando, they ankle must sprain, yeah
Rose gold twin chains on me, yeah, bitches like the bling
Please don't speak on my name
Yeah, these choppers like to sing