interlude

Too high, I'm in the stars, baby (Outtatown)

Late night, it's just you and me ridin' 'round in foreign cars, baby

Clear your schedule, I got plans, you ain't gotta worry 'bout what you gon' do later (yeah)

Put my life on the line 'bout your love, you ain't gotta worry 'bout a hater

If you wanna argue, then you got it, yeah, I'm not a big debater

Eat the pussy, then I wrap it back up, yeah, I'm tired, I'ma save it for later

Passed around, this ho a hot potato, these niggas suck, I'm throwin' tomatoes

That's my baby, I fuck her to sleep, yeah, yeah, I rock her like cradle

I do whatever I want, the weekend, you do what you able

I been countin' up a check while you sob

005, YVL, we the mob

Tuck all your chains in your shirt before you get robbed

I'd put it on anything before I put it on God

Heavy artillery, I swear I got more sticks than CoD

Add a binary to this bitch, hell yeah, this a mod (rrr)

She fell in love with my cologne, these niggas still rockin' BOD

Every time you call my phone, I get butterflies

I'll drop everything and come quick like somebody died

My love ain't work for you, but at least I tried

My drugs gon' work for you, but you never reached this high

You'll never reach this high

You'll never reach this high

You'll never reach this high

(star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

You'll never reach this high