A1 Recordings - High Demand lyrics

[Intro] Step on the scene forget about it I bought her racks forget about it [Chorus] Why you hatin', why you hatin'? Oh I'm fresher You must not feel how I feel, oh I'm fresh I just popped open a seal, I'm on X Lil' shawty sittin' at Blue Flame, sent me a text Future high demand, Future high demand I don't walk on land, b**h I don't ever walk on land I float off Earth, always float off Earth Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy, ohh [Verse 1] She comin' through in the wee wee hours Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter Said "I want me a white b**h" and I copped her Future high demand, Future high demand I don't walk on land, b**h I don't ever walk on land George Jetson, you can't see me noooo Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo I left that bih cause she was sleezy, ohh You can't be saditty and greedy, no I hid some money and I got plenty mo' Stashed in the walls, stashed it in the floors I dig a grave and bought a tombstone for the money Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone for the money Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money [Chorus] Why you hatin', why you hatin'? Oh I'm fresher You must not feel how I feel, oh I'm fresh I just popped open a seal, I'm on X Lil' shawty sittin' at Blue Flame, sent me a text Future high demand, Future high demand I don't walk on land, b**h I don't ever walk on land I float off Earth, always float off Earth Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy, ohh [Verse 2] She ain't runnin' out of flavor, I went to ice her My number one b**h with me, it excite her Let my sh** go, blow the b**h, go to the cypher The type of p**y, it's gon' make you want to wife her We do a whole lotta numbers, yeah Grab on that p**y like Donald Porsche got a little bit of trunk But it's goin' over 200 Turtlenecks all on my collar Love when a pretty b**h swallow I did it up, gravity Super so radically Awesome, gnarly, woo! Heavenly, rapidly... got k**ers on McAfee I do it immaculately I'm all in her mouth like a cavity Cold as the polar, I keep it precise I go to space in the middle of the night I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now It could be a threat or a fan now I can't get caught with my hands down I can't be comin', my man's down I put some bodies up under ground That's a few millions up underground Murder for money, that's man down k** more than police across town Better not get caught with your hand down Better not get caught with your hand down [Chorus] Why you hatin', why you hatin'? Oh I'm fresher You must not feel how I feel, oh, I'm fresh I just popped open a seal, I'm on X Lil' shawty sittin' at Blue Flame, sent me a text Future high demand, Future high demand I don't walk on land, b**h I don't ever walk on land I float off Earth, always float off Earth Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy, ohh [Outro] Super Fuuuuuuu Super Fuuuuuuu Super Fuuuuuuu Super Fuuuuuuu