Might Be

Lyrics

[Chorus: Quez] Might be high, might be wasted Might be jumping in the club, going crazy Might be rolling, might be leaning Might be spotted in the coupe leaving Nemans Might be shining, might be my charm Might be strapped in the club, be alarmed Might be, might be, might be faded Might be, might be, might be faded [Verse 1: Quez] Might hit [?], might hit [?] Might hit Ruths Chris, might hit Benny's Might do Louie, Might rock Fendy You ain't got no hoes, but I got plenty I might be in a four door, might be in the coupe Might just do the hard top, might chop off my roof I might just do the chevrolet, I might just do thе lack I might ride in the front, but I might ride in thе back That be because I [Chorus: Quez] Might be high, might be wasted Might be jumping in the club, going crazy Might be rolling, might be leaning Might be spotted in the coupe leaving Nemans Might be shining, might be my charm Might be strapped in the club, be alarmed Might be, might be, might be faded Might be, might be, might be faded [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] 2 Chainz! Might be my wify, done went through my damn phone again All she see is titties, pussy and thongs is [?] I'm doing so many features, man, who's song this is? Oh yeah right, it's Travi, that my Partna Dem No, it ain't no vodca here, all we sip is codeine Your girl drink protein, so much polo, keep that low key Y'all new niggas ain't fucking with the old me All I smoke is gas, you [?] slowly [Chorus: Quez] Might be high, might be wasted Might be jumping in the club, going crazy Might be rolling, might be leaning Might be spotted in the coupe leaving Nemans Might be shining, might be my charm Might be strapped in the club, be alarmed Might be, might be, might be faded Might be, might be, might be faded [Verse 3: Ali] They be like Who that? Who that? So low key In the coupe with a bad bitch, it just might be Me, swerving, so a nigga must be Drunk, and really, I don't fuck with police 'Cause I'm high, fucking with the [?] can get you shot [?] I'm probably drunker than [?] Why? 'Cause a nigga might just start a fight When I hit the club, I might just pull up with your bitch tonight [Verse 4: Strap] Might be with my dancer bitch, might be with my actress bitch See me swerving out at Nemons, trunk full of bags and shit [?] out everything I want, paid cash for it Give you what you want, but [?] shit Might be from [?], might be from Georgia Might be from Chicago, might be from Florida Might be with my [?] She love the dick, but she hate my ass, say I be doggin [Chorus: Quez] Might be high, might be wasted Might be jumping in the club, going crazy Might be rolling, might be leaning Might be spotted in the coupe leaving Nemans Might be shining, might be my charm Might be strapped in the club, be alarmed Might be, might be, might be faded Might be, might be, might be faded