The Most High

Uh, stepped out on bail, I did a Diddy Bop

I had to tilt my hat at the city cop

I walk away free 'cause I'm innocent

And when I walk, the whole world know a **** wild (He's wildin')

We been at the gas station, all night (All night with it)

We been at the gas station, all night (Ha)

They done had the bag waitin', all night (Damon, we back)

Tell them that it's lit, bitch, we on fire

Ay, praise to the most high

Ay, praise to the most high

Uh, sendin' praise to the most high

Praise to the most high

Uh, devil want a **** soul

I beat that **** thousand times in a row

Couple weeks ago, he thought he threw his best shot

All I'm lookin' at is Twitter playin' "Friend or foe"

Clout chasers need the relevancy

Hard talk come from irrelevant MC's

None of those guys are relevant as me

Guess what that means, I'm on a whole 'nother league

Wait, don't stop, let's sell another story (Ah)

What the fuck happened to rap? This isn't for me (Ah)

Never did I ever think that I would see the day (Nah)

Rap **** tellin' the cops to come for me (Uh)

They tried to turn me into a cold felon (Facts)

All they helped me do is get some more millions (More facts)

All I see is, "Free Tory, free Tory" (Hahaha)

Homie, I was in Miami on the shore chillin' (He's wildin')

I got a whole new chick, mean

We on the island and she fuck me like she off a bean

I'm out in Jersey and I'm ballin' like I'm off the team (We high)

I bought a four, it's a Birkin or it's all Celine

Stepped out on bail, I did a Diddy Bop

I had to tilt my hat at the city cop

I walk away free 'cause I'm innocent

And when I walk, the whole world know a **** wild (He's wildin')

We been at the gas station, all night (All night with it)

We been at the gas station, all night (Ha)

They done had the bag waitin', all night (Damon, we back)

Tell them that it's lit, bitch, we on fire

Ay, praise to the most high

Ay, praise to the most high

Uh, sendin' praise to the most high

Praise to the most high

Soon as I get my masters back, they want chatter (Haha)

Now I'm independent, **** won't fend it (Facts)

White labels tryna turn my black folk against me

Been sellin' weed, that **** don't affect me (Ha)

Tell my trappers get the bloomin' bags ready (Bag ready)

We finna fill 'em bitches up with mad reggie (Already)

Take 'em to the block, sell 'em at exclusive price (Haha)

And if they ask why it's trash, at least the bag heavy (Hahaha)

Devil want a **** soul (Facts)

I beat that **** a thousand times in a row (****, facts)

Ballin' on a demon like a pick-and-roll (Facts)

She ugly, then I gotta hit her with the whoa (This whoa)

Shit up in this bitch, goin' hard **** (Goin' hard, baby)

Runnin' through these bitches like a yard, **** (Like a yard, baby)

I'm watchin' Complex for the talks, **** (Woo)

'Cause it's an everyday struggle, fuck Mal, **** (****, fuck 'em)

I got love for 'em till they count me out (Uh)

**** mad I spun they bitches like a roundabout (Nah)

I see **** tryna kick me when I'm down and out (I see you, baby)

But I came in here with a purpose I ain't 'round for clout (I worked nights for this)

Illuminati tryna get me, **** (Facts)

But I'm the one they gotta spare like Britney, **** (****, facts)

Through the hot or cold, I will never sell my soul (Never)

And if I gotta die for that, I'm dyin' Christian, ****

I spent four seasons at the Four Seasons (That's regular)

I might even flex just for no reason (Regular)

Got a penthouse in D.R. and P.R.

I call it pH balance and it's Puerto Rican (Haha)

These **** don't like me (They don't like me)

I'm finna Gucci, man, and I'm so icy (Super ice, ****)

Uh, wear these **** out like a white tee (Ah)

My comeback rate is super pricy (We checked it)

Stepped out on bail, I did a Diddy Bop (I did that)

I had to tilt my hat at the city cop (That's a fact too)

I walk away free 'cause I'm innocent (Hahaha)

And when I walk, the whole world know a **** wild (He's wildin')

We been at the gas station, all night (All night with it)

We been at the gas station, all night (Ha)

They done had the bag waitin', all night (Damon, we back)

Tell them that it's lit, bitch, we on fire

Ay, praise to the most high

Ay, praise to the most high

Uh, sendin' praise to the most high

Praise to the most high