Micheal Myers

Lyrics

[Intro] Get high Texas Top 20 exclusive (exclusive!) Get high Money, get high Oh lord, Jetson made another one [Verse 1] I just get money, get high (Get high) When I'm on that Percocet, I don't get tired (I don't get tired) He walk around with that mask like Michael Myers (Michael Myers) I be pullin' on her tracks when I'm excited (When I'm excited) Lean make my side hurt (Lean), I'm a soul survivor (Yеah) Dissin' on my team, get that beam, you'll hеar sirens I got lots of green, what do you mean, I come from poverty (Poverty) I'm a celebrity, I clear the scene when I be ridin' (Skrr) Gotta know I come from robbin' (Robbin') Fucked yo bitch, damn, I didn't mean it (Mean it) Get that pop, eat it like Tina I'ma just wrestle yo bitch, John Cena (Cena) Brand new Tesla, don't even clean it (Clean it) Niggas switched up on the gang, I seen it (Seen it) I pour drink every day, I'm leanin' (Leanin') Through the night I'm fighting demons (Demons) [Chorus] I can't even see (See), I just get that bag (Bag) I'on know why they hate on me (Me), I'm the reason why they're mad (Mad) She be staring at my jeans (Jeans), everywhere they see them racks (Racks) I gave the plug a hundred G's (G's), he gone come back with them packs I just want them racks, I just want them racks I just want them racks, I just want them racks I just want them racks, I just want them racks I just want them racks, I just want them racks [Verse 2] Niggas pillow-talk like bitches Iced out watch, no tickin' I'ma spin again and again, I ain't finished Pull up in a Benz, y'all niggas got pennies And we got syrup at the trap like Denny's Shh, mind your business (Phew) Walk and get hit with that semi I'on fuck with rappers, them niggas too friendly I'm on Perc, I'm turnin' up (Up) High in this bitch, I'm burnin' up (Up) I'm with the slimes and slatts, they're blood (Blood) I fuck with Juss, yeah that's my cuz' (Cuz') You ain't gon touch me, nigga, back up (Up) Ain't goin' broke no' more, I'ma jugg (Jugg) Leave my case, I don't fuck with that judge (Judge) We buyin' ace spaces by the jug (Jug) [Chorus] I can't even see (See), I just get that bag (Bag) I'on know why they hate on me (Me), I'm the reason why they're mad (Mad) She be staring at my jeans (Jeans), everywhere they see them racks (Racks) I gave the plug a hundred G's (G's), he gone come back with them packs I just want them racks, I just want them racks I just want them racks, I just want them racks I just want them racks, I just want them racks I just want them racks, I just want them racks