CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : High As A Bird
[Verse 1: Ricky Hil]
Yeah, standing in the darkness, I love it here
I'm all up on her pussy like [?]
Devil know I love him and he love me too
My bitch is on that coca, nose stuffy too
My momma on them drugs, she fiend for them
Tell God, I don't think that I believe in him
Tat' my face bitch, tat' my neck, tat' my hands
Black dickies with them pro class black vans
Ride off with the xans with the actavis
Fucking on my hookers with my advance
Like a bitch that strip, like a bitch that dance
I don't never tip the bitch, I'm in her pants
[Chorus: Ricky Hil]
Baby, I'm a man of my word
If you look up in the sky, I'll be high as a bird
High till my vision blurs
Won't sleep, Ricky bleeds through his shirts
[Verse 2: SosMula]
Yeah, yeah
Thеy're like: Yes sir
Sipping sizzurp
I'm in Pittsburgh
Sеll a big [?]
Twenty ounces of 'em [?] want me out of the dirt
Put his mouth on the curb, Put his mouth on the curb
And my bitch bad
She got fake ass (Slatt, slatt)
She got fake tits (Slatt, slatt)
She got fake lips (Slatt)
Fuck that fake bitch
I'll fuck the fake sis
It was sacred, now it's hatred
Told that bitch chill (Nada)
I'm a big deal (Nada)
Me and Rich Hil on a big hill
Pull up big wheels, Pull up big wheels
Pop a big pill, this a big [?]
[Chorus: Ricky Hil]
Baby, I'm a man of my word
If you look up in the sky, I'll be high as a bird
High till my vision blurs
Won't sleep, Ricky bleeds through his shirts
[Verse 3: SosMula]
Yeah, yeah
They're like: Yes sir
Sipping sizzurp
I'm in Pittsburgh
Sell a big [?]
Twenty ounces of 'em [?] want me out of the dirt
Put his mouth on the curb, Put his mouth on the curb
Yeah, standing in the darkness, I love it here
I'm all up on her pussy like [?]
Devil know I love him and he love me too
My bitch is on that coca, nose stuffy too
My momma on them drugs, she fiend for them
Tell God, I don't think that I believe in him
Tat' my face bitch, tat' my neck, tat' my hands
Black dickies with them pro class black vans
Ride off with the xans with the actavis
Fucking on my hookers with my advance
Like a bitch that strip, like a bitch that dance
I don't never tip the bitch, I'm in her pants
[Chorus: Ricky Hil]
Baby, I'm a man of my word
If you look up in the sky, I'll be high as a bird
High till my vision blurs
Won't sleep, Ricky bleeds through his shirts
[Verse 2: SosMula]
Yeah, yeah
Thеy're like: Yes sir
Sipping sizzurp
I'm in Pittsburgh
Sеll a big [?]
Twenty ounces of 'em [?] want me out of the dirt
Put his mouth on the curb, Put his mouth on the curb
And my bitch bad
She got fake ass (Slatt, slatt)
She got fake tits (Slatt, slatt)
She got fake lips (Slatt)
Fuck that fake bitch
I'll fuck the fake sis
It was sacred, now it's hatred
Told that bitch chill (Nada)
I'm a big deal (Nada)
Me and Rich Hil on a big hill
Pull up big wheels, Pull up big wheels
Pop a big pill, this a big [?]
[Chorus: Ricky Hil]
Baby, I'm a man of my word
If you look up in the sky, I'll be high as a bird
High till my vision blurs
Won't sleep, Ricky bleeds through his shirts
[Verse 3: SosMula]
Yeah, yeah
They're like: Yes sir
Sipping sizzurp
I'm in Pittsburgh
Sell a big [?]
Twenty ounces of 'em [?] want me out of the dirt
Put his mouth on the curb, Put his mouth on the curb
