Johnny Quezz - HIGH PURSUIT lyrics

[hook: x2] Poured some lean into my cup And took the smoke straight to my head Overdosin' on the gas that i inhaled I'm off the sh**s High pursuit in my accord I'm blasting off can't see the Feds b**h i'm gone I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone Can't feel my f**in' face Poured some vodka in my cup And took the smoke straight to my head Overdosin' on the xans that i just bought I'm off the sh**s High pursuit in my accord I'm blasting off can't see the Feds b**h i'm gone I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone I cannot feel a thing [Verse] b**h I'm switching up the rhythm For the people that be talking If I'm walking get the f** up out the store Hella f**in b**hes On my dicky Giving hickies Sticky lickin' I can give a motherf** about a hoe It's the cold coat, hoe smokin dope And s** on my dick type b**h Wrist on wrist Say she love my clique Got groupie hoes on my dick Little model hoes that I find on twitter Promised all my bros Cuz I'm sure that imma get her Every time I drop the heat The draws drop to the feet And the money in my socks gettin' bigger I told you I'd do it If i ever said I'll do it Pussies Must think that I'm stupid Why you be hatin' ? Cuz I be off of the xans And I'm makin' more money than you is? I don't even know Why you even think that I see you all as competition Y'all Cannot compete with me I'll drop you easily f** you, I'm tired of your repetition You think that you live ? Never mind You live Just keep on wasting all your time I know why you hot I'm takin' yo fans And you acting like everything's perfectly fine Come up and diss me Yo b**h wanna kiss me Cuz yo music trash And mine get her all kinky She listen my songs and she be getting wet Hitting my phone to come over and hit Told her I'd go If she gimme the dome Let me record to keep it on my phone Post it on snap cuz im flexin' like post And these women don't care if they treated like hoes [hook] Poured some vodka in my cup And took the smoke straight to my head Overdosin' on the xans that i just bought I'm off the sh**s High pursuit in my accord I'm blasting off can't see the Feds b**h i'm gone I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone I cannot feel a thing Poured some lean into my cup And took the smoke straight to my head Overdosin' on the gas that i inhaled I'm off the sh**s High pursuit in my accord I'm blasting off can't see the Feds b**h i'm gone I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone Can't feel my f**in' face [verse 2:] Yeah I promised Marshall that I'm snapping At anyone who comes at me or my actions I been with the sh**s, straight off the rip I got chains in my veins And a Dutch On my lips And they turn on me quick Watch how I'll get You wear bape I rock vans and I still f** yo b**h I don't care if they switch My brothers hit licks We still broke on the low But the dudes getting rich f** a thot What she thought that we moving this? Nah, I got furious 7 like ludacris now Let the show go on now, we got numerous crowds We the best at the venue but no ones around f** what they talkin' My shoes got some holes in em Pants kinda tight, but I'm coppin' a rolly Slam em while I choke em I take em from under f** cells, I'll drop hell on them like Its mick foley, b**h [hook]