Tommy Black - Blow My High lyrics

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Tommy Black - Blow My High lyrics

[Hook] Smoking out, pouring up, keep that lean up In my cup All my car got leather and wood in my hood We call it buck Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the Mall If he up, watch him fall, I can't f** with y'all (p**y a** ho n***as) I can't f** with y'all (b**hes all up in my business) I can't f** With y'all (Industry of counterfeits) I can't f** with Y'all [Verse One] Members only to the treehouse Don't go outside cause police out It's a big drought to that peace route n***as ride til you go to jail and you the only One who can't bail out What floats your boat in the sail house I don't care what you talking bout Hard to rap with this cotton mouth With my n***as I ain't holding out We play this track know we screaming out We say R.I.P. Aaliyah, R.I.P., yep, R.I.P. Aaliyah, R.I.P., yep That's exactly what this sound like A to the A to the L-I-Y-A-H, give it up 2 times Then give it right back, don't blow my high [Hook] Smoking out, pouring up, keep that lean up In my cup All my car got leather and wood in my hood We call it buck Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the Mall If he up, watch him fall, I can't f** with y'all (p**y a** ho n***as) I can't f** with y'all (b**hes all up in my business) I can't f** With y'all (Industry of counterfeits) I can't f** with Y'all [Verse Two] n***as mad cause they can't excel In the limo like JBL And the boys sick but I'm doing well n***as snitching I'll never tell n***as like to gossip like b**hes Argue bout sh** that don't make a different I don't really get society Or maybe that sh** just don't get me n***as like to gossip like b**hes Got me thinking you ain't bout business I say R.I.P. Aaliyah, R.I.P., yep, R.I.P. Aaliyah, R.I.P., yep That's exactly what this sound like One in a million is my type f** yall don't need that hype Cause I don't need people trynna blow my high [Outro] R.I.P. Aaliyah, R.I.P