Blow My High Lil Wyte & Jelly Roll (Ft. Sonny Bama)

[Intro: Sonny Bama]
Hello? What's up baby? Nah, man I'm at the studio, man
Nah like I'm finna walk in to the booth right now
No! there ain't no bitches up here, quit trippin'! God damn!

[Hook: Jelly Roll]
I been here with the crew, and she asks who
We can do what you wanna do
Ya, that's cool. baby we can spend some time
We can just ride, what ever you wanna do baby I don't mind
Just as long as u don't blow my high
Baby girl, don't blow my high
You out your mind, don't blow my high
Baby girl, don't blow my high no no

[Verse 1: Lil Wyte]
I work my ass off to get you, blew your twenty-first, be at the party just to kiss you
God I miss you
Thinkin' about what we could've been before I dissed you
Called me a bitch in front of my boss, you invested in tissue
I wish you, could only see what I was tryin' to show you
Was that I had it all like and all you had to do was know you had me on lock but some where wonderin' you lost the key
I'm a beast in when I'm in side a cage an I've got to be free
Now I'm on this road fucking up ever thing in sight
And you were the on saying this road needed a bigger piece of Wyte
Baby you quick to do some shit, but I swear to god that I will
Work on our relationship as long as you don't blow my high