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[Refrain]
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high

[Intro: Future]
I just took some molly, what else? (Hey)
Got some bitch from Follies with us (‘scuse me, ‘scuse me)
She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
I’mma fuck her broads, what else?
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
‘Bout to fuck this club up, what else?
(Get, get, get)

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
I turn the Ritz into a poor house
It’s like eviction number four now
Go ‘head and ash it on the floor now
Girl go ahead and show me how you go down
And I feel my whole body peaking
And I’m fucking anybody with they legs wide
Getting faded with some bitches from the West Side
East coast, nigga repping North Side
Never waste a hoe’s time (Freebands)
Bitch, I’m on my own time
Fuck a nigga co-sign
Always change my number and my phone line
Baby girl, I don’t lie
Used to have no money for a crib
Now my room service bill cost your whole life
If they try to stunt me, I go all out military
I’m camo’ed all out, like I’m in the military
I free up all my niggas, locked up in the penitentiary

[Hook: The Weeknd & Future]
Cause I’m always repping for that low life
Repping for that low life turn up
Low life, low life, low life
Know I’m repping for that low, low life
Representing, I’m representing, representing
Said I’m repping for that low life
Low life, low life, low life, low life
I’m representing for that low life
Said I’m repping for that low life
I’m repping, that’s repping, I’m repping
Low life, low life, low life
Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Yeah

[Verse 2: Future]
Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it’s water
I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
Porches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got Raris
Taking pain pills on the plane, getting chartered
Popping tags on tags, I was starving
Bitch, I got the juice and the carbon
Turn a five star hotel to a traphouse
Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out
Flood my cross with ice, getting money my religion
Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissing
I turn the Ritz into a lean house
This the sixth time getting kicked out
I can’t feel my face, I’m on Adderall, nauseous
Niggas tryna ride my fuckin’ wave, now they salty
Running with the wave, get you killed quick
Shoot you in your back like you Ricky
Lil Mexico, from no life to afterlife
My whole life, my whole life

[Hook: The Weeknd & Future]
Cause I’m always repping for that low life
Repping for that low life
Low life, low life, low life
Know I’m repping for that low, low life
Representing, I’m representing, representing
Said I’m repping for that low life
Low life, low life, low life, low life
I’m representing that low life
Said I’m repping for that low life
Low life, I’m repping for that lowlife
Low life, low life, low life
Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo
Yeah

[Bridge: Future]
Yeah, they stereotyping
Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles
And they know a nigga keep ten snipers
Keep a baby bottle like we wearing diapers
Yeah, they stereotyping
Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles
And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers
And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys
Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper
Wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey
That’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
That’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
Oh, that’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her

[Refrain]
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
And I’m the reason why
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
And I’m the reason why

[Outro: Future]
I just took some molly, what else?
Got some bitch from Follies with us
She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
I’mma fuck her broads, what else?
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
‘Bout to fuck this club, what else?
‘Bout to fuck this club, what else?

I’m squeezing sideways to get into your room
Wanna know what it feels like to be a member of your tomb
The sense of weightlessness overwhelms me
Forgotten what it feels like to be a dog without a leash

Walls breathing
Moon shouting at me
Out of control
Don’t feel lost anymore

I know it’s hard out here sometimes
Feeling like a bag of skin you’re trapped inside
But when you feel banished to a personal hell
Just remember a light doesn’t shine on itself

Like a hundred grapes growing from the same vine
Or a thousand bricks that share a mortar line
If you touch this earth like the rest of us do
Then there is no doubt I am connected to you

All these little things are silent luxuries
Reminders of a time when we knew we were everything

VERSE 1
Excuse me whats your name
Your mans left you on your own
So do what you want your grown
Baby put your number in my phone
So I can get to know you
Let me call you later
Im better than the rest
Wait wait a minute imma keep it real

HOOK
Just feelin to let you know
When I get you home
We gonna do some freaky things
I don’t want to be alone
You on me and me on you listen
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Cause I’m fucking you tonight

VERSE 2
I aint trying to be rude
I just like everything that you do
Like the way that you look
Don’t blame me baby
Im just a man trine find my way
You feel like my destination
I aint playing dont wanna be a playa no more
Imma keep it real

HOOK
Just feelin to let you know
When I get you home
We gonna do some freaky things
I don’t want to be alone
You on me and me on you listen
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Cause I’m fucking you tonight

BRIDGE
I know you into me me me me me
You been tryna see see see see see
So imma let you see see see see see
I’m giving you to three three three
(repeat)

HOOK
Just feelin to let you know
When I get you home
We gonna do some freaky things
I don’t want to be alone
You on me and me on you listen
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Cause I’m fucking you tonight

Born with the soul of a liar
A murderer, bred for the kill
Out from your mouth comes forth nothing but deceit
I want only to see it shut

After what you’ve taken away
There can be no forgiveness
An eye for an eye
Will make the whole world blind

Still I want you to die!
Take back what is mine
Still, I want you to die
Thief who steals life

JACKAL!

You were the hunter, but now I’m hunting you down
You were a sinner, but soon you will sin no more
Cannot escape…I never rest, I never desist
Feel no remorse

You lose! I gain!
From all your suffering
Now your lying tongue has been cut

Deed is finally done
What have I become
Hate, what is myself
Two jackals burning in hell

[Intro: Playboi Carti]
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Woah, woah, woah, slatt

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh-okay, shawty know what’s up, shawty want a rockstar
Shawty want a wokstar, okay, shawty want a rockstar
Uh-okay, shawty know what’s up, shawty want a rockstar
Shawty want a wokstar, okay, shawty want a rockstar

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Walk in that bitch with my toolie, walk in that bitch with Lil Uzi
These bitches they bitin’ they lip, they chosin’, lookin’ like groupies
Fuckin’ that bitch in my coupe, okay
Fuckin’ that bitch in the lot, fucking that bitch in the spot (ooh)
Uh, polka dot, all of these hoes, they mine (ooh)
All of this jewelry, it mine (ooh), all of these bitches, they mine
Feel like Big Sean, yeah, ooh, feel like a don, yeah, ooh
Fuckin’ this bitch, I swear she be lying (what, what?)
White on rice, diamonds ice, came through with the ice
I’m Lil Boat with the Sprite (Lil Boat)
Dynamite, she gon’ blow tonight (Carti)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh-okay, shawty know what’s up, shawty want a rockstar
Shawty want wokstar, okay, shawty want a rockstar
Uh-okay, shawty know what’s up, shawty want a rockstar
Shawty want a wokstar, okay, shawty want a rockstar

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
All of these flows is mine, all of these hoes is mine
Shawty want a rockstar, okay, shawty want a rockstar, La Flame
Out there spendin’ it loosely, bigger the diamonds, I’m juicy
Fuck with the jeans, it’s Gucci, I been out livin’ unruly
Yuh, board the jet, all of the hoes is wet
Yuh, private flex, never dip on the set
Drank, don’t do wine, got two hoes in a bind, yuh
Ass on rewind, put the cash on her spine, yuh
Fill me up, double cup, yuh, okay, shawty know what’s up
Shawty want a rockstar, shawty want a rockstar, okay
Shawty want a rockstar, okay, okay, shawty know what’s up