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Alex Wiley - Jerseys & Loaders Lyrics

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  • (feat. Vic Mensa)
  • [Hook]
  • I stay too high for me to ever touch the ground
  • (x4)
  • [Vic Mensa]
  • Can't feel my feet, I've been running through
  • A marijuana field, I feel excellent
  • Burning bush like George W and roll a new testament
  • Texting and driving, drop it in her hair while she bopping
  • Sorry ma, I be so clumsy, I mean my eyes be so fuzzy
  • Real-t my real name ain't your business, internet beats, I got *****es
  • Pick 'em and dick 'em in ditches, Da Vinci with it on vicious
  • And Vicky back on his rap shit, that shit be ratchet as jukin'
  • I took some mushrooms and acid, I ate some hash and I'm pukin'
  • Pupil be dilated people, my shit too fire, my shit nukin'
  • I nuke that donut and crush it, bodega ball on a budget
  • Don't do no black, Uncle Ruckus or swishers, switch a vega for a paper
  • Take me back to the trap and make em dip low like Major Lazer
  • Shorty got that crazy in love no lights in the superdome
  • Sudafed, she straight to the head, blow me like a Sousaphone
  • Blog superstar, goin' on a twitter-thon, talking work on my sister phone
  • With my system on, puffing my own shit
  • Roll up
  • [Hook]
  • [Alex Wiley]
  • Pack the bong and then rip it hard
  • Hella high and them get some short
  • 5 on 5, I’m fenna hit the park
  • Just ridin' in your sister’s car
  • Niggas dippin they weed in lean
  • Niggas takin' that shit too far
  • Cause I did that shit like once a week
  • Just sit and hit the b I’m instantly snoring
  • Hit a little lick, on a lil *****, lil bit
  • She ain’t gon miss it, cause shit don’t know yet
  • Hit a lil spliff, get a little piff, and I’m kind of a fool guy so you should roll that.
  • I don’t give a shit bout shit my nigga
  • Spinning rims on my whip my nigga
  • V’s up, hoes down, ***** you know that
  • Part of this shit goin' cost a Rolex
  • [Bridge]
  • High, I ain’t never touching the ground
  • I stay too high, For me to ever touch the ground
  • [Alex Wiley]
  • With the ville, Smoking sour, turn the volume up make it louder
  • Make it clear that I’m making chowder
  • Strictly flowers don’t do no powders
  • Write it off, so I can proceed
  • Need the tree, but you can keep the seeds
  • Can't get up and still keep your seat
  • *****, every morning I need to chief
  • [Hook]

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