CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : RIP WHITNEY (Album Version)
I have nothing, nothing, nothing
If I don't have you, you, you, you, you
Woo, shoo, woah, ooh
(AJ, you iced up?)
Yeah, yeah, woah
I'm so high
Angel
Ayy, I'm so free
Is my soul leaving my body?
I left my woes behind me
Haven't even had shows but I'm still trying
Intoxicated, it's always the right time
I made you my lifeline
I'd rather be out of my body than my mind
I feel molly and made her mind
I get high and I take my time (Go)
I spend a check on this red sh*t
Now I spend a check on my best b*t*h
She want her some ecstacy and I lit one off her bestie
Could've spеnt what's on my left wrist on some Wockeisha
But I just want a lil' еxtra on some reefer (Extra)
I be zooted, booted up, still putting in this work, goddamn
I'll just burp for my verse and bust that b*t*h, and learn Trans-Am
Me and my money dance before the slatts advance
On me and my n***as, we lit
Them 1800 boys, you could call us so ballsy and rich
Mama said I'm doing too much but this rich sh*t is a mindset
Don't judge me for popping these Addy pills, I know I don't need no rats
Chatting in my b*t*h DMs, he think he can get my hoe wet
Young n***a really be balling out, I feel like Kobe, you know it
Yeah, yeah, woah
I'm so high
Angel
Ayy, I'm so free
Is my soul leaving my body?
I left my woes behind me
Haven't even had shows but I'm still trying
Intoxicated, it's always the right time
I made you my lifeline
I'd rather be out of my body than my mind
I feel molly and made her mind
I get high and I take my time (Go)
I have nothing, nothing, nothing
If I don't have you, you
If I don't have you, oh, you
If I don't have you, you, you, you, you
Woo, shoo, woah, ooh
(AJ, you iced up?)
Yeah, yeah, woah
I'm so high
Angel
Ayy, I'm so free
Is my soul leaving my body?
I left my woes behind me
Haven't even had shows but I'm still trying
Intoxicated, it's always the right time
I made you my lifeline
I'd rather be out of my body than my mind
I feel molly and made her mind
I get high and I take my time (Go)
I spend a check on this red sh*t
Now I spend a check on my best b*t*h
She want her some ecstacy and I lit one off her bestie
Could've spеnt what's on my left wrist on some Wockeisha
But I just want a lil' еxtra on some reefer (Extra)
I be zooted, booted up, still putting in this work, goddamn
I'll just burp for my verse and bust that b*t*h, and learn Trans-Am
Me and my money dance before the slatts advance
On me and my n***as, we lit
Them 1800 boys, you could call us so ballsy and rich
Mama said I'm doing too much but this rich sh*t is a mindset
Don't judge me for popping these Addy pills, I know I don't need no rats
Chatting in my b*t*h DMs, he think he can get my hoe wet
Young n***a really be balling out, I feel like Kobe, you know it
Yeah, yeah, woah
I'm so high
Angel
Ayy, I'm so free
Is my soul leaving my body?
I left my woes behind me
Haven't even had shows but I'm still trying
Intoxicated, it's always the right time
I made you my lifeline
I'd rather be out of my body than my mind
I feel molly and made her mind
I get high and I take my time (Go)
I have nothing, nothing, nothing
If I don't have you, you
If I don't have you, oh, you
