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HIGHER THAN EVER Video (MV)




Performed By: TOP FLOO
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: STEVERN Mccall Jr
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TOP FLOO - HIGHER THAN EVER Lyrics
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All of my niggas, they chiefs, no Andy Reid
Niggas get up at them rooms with them folks and really just turn police
They went to school with a nigga so
They really think they know Lil' Steve
I ain't gotta show my nine
But it's Right on me
Right on me
Right on me
Ayy, me and Dion, just late night sippin
Worried bout a bitch, I was worried bout my niggas
I get the money and flip it like chicken
Glock like a bad lil' baby, it's kickin
I do subtractin', don't do no addition Ain't worried bout beefin', I'm straight to the millions
Told her go natural, she wanted Brazilian
Niggas shoot guns, ain't hit shit with children
Higher than ever, I'm higher than ever
Cold feet on me, got frostbite weather
Runnin' with blues and I don't play hockey
Like my bitch clean but the head too sloppy
Eyes on that boy like he diss illuminati
He not a fighter, ain't nothin' like Rocky
He more of a rat , gon' call him Tekashi
I'm shootin' my shot and I bet she won't block it
Higher than ever, I'm higher than ever
I had to get all my bros together
Ain't exercise but he left on the stretcher
Really clutch, baby, won't fold under pressure
I get the money, that Check
I'm in a Rec like Next
I'm really one of the best
Twin glocks on me, one Zack, one Cody Nigga, they eat through flesh
If you want smoke, then pull up
Stamp my passport, first stop, Europe
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Big 4-5, no prop, it's real
How you on smoke, you ain't even in hell
Lil' bro locked up right in the cell They give him bond and I'm payin' that bill
I'm a big dawg like Clifford, for real
Ayy, me and Dion, just late night sippin'
Worried about a bitch, I was worried about my niggas
I get the money and flip it like chicken
Glock like a bad lil' baby, it's kickin
I do subtractin', don't do no addition Ain't worried about beefin', I'm straight to the millions
Told her go natural, she wanted Brazilian
Niggas shoot guns, ain't hit shit with children
Higher than ever, I'm higher than ever
Cold fit on me, got frostbite weather
Runnin' with blues and I don't play hockey
Like my bitch clean, but the head too sloppy
Eyes on that boy like he Disluminati He not a fighter, ain't nothin' like Rocky
He more of a rat, we gon' call him Tekashi
I'm shoot my shot and I bet she won't block it
I'm shoot my shot and I bet she won't block it
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English

All of my niggas, they chiefs, no Andy Reid
Niggas get up at them rooms with them folks and really just turn police
They went to school with a nigga so
They really think they know Lil' Steve
I ain't gotta show my nine
But it's Right on me
Right on me
Right on me
Ayy, me and Dion, just late night sippin
Worried bout a bitch, I was worried bout my niggas
I get the money and flip it like chicken
Glock like a bad lil' baby, it's kickin
I do subtractin', don't do no addition Ain't worried bout beefin', I'm straight to the millions
Told her go natural, she wanted Brazilian
Niggas shoot guns, ain't hit shit with children
Higher than ever, I'm higher than ever
Cold feet on me, got frostbite weather
Runnin' with blues and I don't play hockey
Like my bitch clean but the head too sloppy
Eyes on that boy like he diss illuminati
He not a fighter, ain't nothin' like Rocky
He more of a rat , gon' call him Tekashi
I'm shootin' my shot and I bet she won't block it
Higher than ever, I'm higher than ever
I had to get all my bros together
Ain't exercise but he left on the stretcher
Really clutch, baby, won't fold under pressure
I get the money, that Check
I'm in a Rec like Next
I'm really one of the best
Twin glocks on me, one Zack, one Cody Nigga, they eat through flesh
If you want smoke, then pull up
Stamp my passport, first stop, Europe
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Big 4-5, no prop, it's real
How you on smoke, you ain't even in hell
Lil' bro locked up right in the cell They give him bond and I'm payin' that bill
I'm a big dawg like Clifford, for real
Ayy, me and Dion, just late night sippin'
Worried about a bitch, I was worried about my niggas
I get the money and flip it like chicken
Glock like a bad lil' baby, it's kickin
I do subtractin', don't do no addition Ain't worried about beefin', I'm straight to the millions
Told her go natural, she wanted Brazilian
Niggas shoot guns, ain't hit shit with children
Higher than ever, I'm higher than ever
Cold fit on me, got frostbite weather
Runnin' with blues and I don't play hockey
Like my bitch clean, but the head too sloppy
Eyes on that boy like he Disluminati He not a fighter, ain't nothin' like Rocky
He more of a rat, we gon' call him Tekashi
I'm shoot my shot and I bet she won't block it
I'm shoot my shot and I bet she won't block it
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Writer: STEVERN Mccall Jr
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