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Ridin' High

by NessaSary

on FriedDay

[Verse 1: Nessa
Sary]

Passin through hood I wanna holla at my niggas
Stickin with the hood cuz ain't nobody fuckin with us
From the East to the West
You fuckin with the best
Real recognize real, nothing more or nothing less
Oh, Oh I think they like me
Tell me what your friends say
Keep them bitches buzzing like they saw me out with Kim-Ye
Kidding? Bitch I get play!
Now they in a dismay
Staring when they hear me thinking niggas can't be this great
Fucking with my fresh?
Man I'm fly as I wanna be
Lies, why u mumbling?
Swat these bitches down, that's as fly as u gonna be
Why? I don't wanna leave
Catch with that reefer getting high like I'm tumbling
West side chilling with the Lakers
Rollin papers, see me out I'm catching vapers
Do me favor, add a quarter of that flavor
Doobie maker, where that cheese I got that grater, she greater!

[Hook]
I'm ridin High
Smoking on gas, trying to forget about the past
I'm ridin high
They say I'm moving too fast, slow down, you might crash
I'm riding high
Sipping my liquor, while I'm puffing my swisher
I'm ridin high
Blowing my weed, trying to set my mind free

[Verse 2: Nessa
Sary]

Prolly seen me wood grain whippin'
Long hair flippin'
Rolling up a jay in the cut, bic flicking
Prolly heard me spitting
Prolly said she ripping
Prolly let the homies here it too and now they tripping
Wild'n cuz she got it
Swear that she's the hottest
Got me looking crazy, cuz the kid is really modest
Oops I nearly lost it
Reach into my pocket
Raw Paper plane, pull it out, then I spark it
Challengers are mental, now I'm Feeling sentimental
Fuckin wit me? Nigga do u hear the instrumental?
Lesser than is sinful
Thought I saw u tremble
Rugged on the track, but keep it cuter than a dimple
Swear this shit is simple
Trust me I'll be gentle
But I gatta toss the competition like a tensil
Fly individual
Poppin like a pencil, plus the pros are hardly active, so I'm popping on them pimples like...

[Hook]
I'm ridin High
Smoking on gas, trying to forget about the past
I'm ridin high
They say I'm moving too fast, slow down, you might crash
I'm riding high
Sipping my liquor, while I'm puffing my swisher
I'm ridin high
Blowing my weed, trying to set my mind free

[Verse 3: Devey 2G]