Higher N Higher - Lil Keed, Karlae

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Okay, Karlae

Yeah

(Shit hard, dawg)

Yeah

(I'm tellin' ya)

Keed talk to 'em

Yeah, she wanna get higher and higher

Spend racks on my bitch, yeah, we get flier

Whole lot of Backwoods, I don’t have a lighter

Karlae got Off-White, just check the attire

And I got on Reebok Classics, yeah

Brand new rock wrapped in the plastic, yeah

Spittin' this shit like a dragon

Bite on her ear like I’m Tyson, yeah (Let's go, let’s go, let’s go)

Yeah, yeah, she get creamy like Mayfield, yeah

I get some millions, you know how that feel, yeah

Love I got for you so real, yeah

Just know these choppers kill

We chop up your main main man

Yeah, I’m a real changed man

In the coupe road ragin'

Yeah, I got my heart racin'

I get in that pussy, hoo, hoo

It got my heart racin' (Heart racin')

Hellcat, Demon, Trackhawk, can’t wait to race it, yeah (Can't wait to race it)

Yeah, the Bentley truck, no, we not gon' race it, yeah, yeah (Not gon' race it)

We stood the block, beat it up like the '80s, yeah, yeah (Like '80s)

Driving a Range Rover in the rain (Rain)

Now you understand what I’m sayin'

Spent thirty racks on this chain (What?)

Slatt shit is on the chain (What?)

She take dick, she take the pain, yeah

Can’t run up no bando, they ankle must sprain, yeah

Rose gold twin chains on me, yeah, bitches like the bling

Please don’t speak on my name

Yeah, these choppers like to sing

Yeah, she wanna get higher and higher

Spend racks on my bitch, yeah, we get flier

Whole lot of Backwoods, I don’t have a lighter

Karlae got Off-White, just check the attire

And I got on Reebok Classics, yeah

Brand new rock wrapped in the plastic, yeah

Spittin' this shit like a dragon

Bite on her ear like I’m Tyson, yeah

Yeah, yeah, she get creamy like Mayfield, yeah

I get some millions, you know how that feel, yeah

Love I got for you so real, yeah

Just know these choppers kill

Okay, Karlae

They know, got slime to smash your tater

Yeah, they tryna throw me on Shade Room, shit, I can’t wait to shade 'em (Haha)

Yeah, yeah, Maybach whippin' Off-White like mashed potatoes (Whip, whip)

Then I’ma go 'head and space 'em (Whip)

Rock your lil' world like a cradle (Baby)

Ayy, we in a Batman coupe, shit look like it just came in the cave

Chain on me freezing, yeah, it done came out the freezer

No, I’m not begging, no, I’m not pleading, I become a cheater

Yeah, I got spots on this drip, dawg, like a fuckin' cheetah

Yeah, what your neck readin'?

Yeah, y’all some broke bum hoes

Yeah, I’m bossin', overeatin' at the

Ride a wave like a Banshee

I spend a whole lot of thousands, yeah, the money expanding (Money)

All the sneak dissing, I’ll stretch you hoes out just like an extension

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, she wanna get higher and higher

Spend racks on my bitch, yeah, we get flier

Whole lot of Backwoods, I don’t have a lighter

Karlae got Off-White, just check the attire

And I got on Reebok Classics, yeah

Brand new rock wrapped in the plastic, yeah

Spittin' this shit like a dragon

Bite on her ear like I’m Tyson, yeah

Yeah, yeah, she get creamy like Mayfield, yeah

I get some millions, you know how that feel, yeah

Love I got for you so real, yeah

Just know these choppers kill