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Big Sean - High (10th Anniversary / Audio) ft. Wiz Khalifa, Chiddy Bang
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Sean
Big Sean
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Anderson
Sean Anderson
Songwriter
Noah Beresin
Noah Beresin
Songwriter
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter
Chidera Anamege
Chidera Anamege
Songwriter
Elena Goulding
Elena Goulding
Songwriter
FINLAY GRAHAM DOW SMITH
FINLAY GRAHAM DOW SMITH
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Xaphoon Jones
Xaphoon Jones
Producer
Rob Kinelski
Rob Kinelski
Recording Engineer
Omar Loya
Omar Loya
Recording Engineer
Laurence Naber
Laurence Naber
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sam Lewis
Sam Lewis
Assistant Recording Engineer
Gregg Rominiecki
Gregg Rominiecki
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me Cause right now it's all, irrelevant, I'm so high I won't, remember it And I wish that this could last forever But maybe one night is even better Real nigga mayne, all the people I plotted with Is the same ones I'm dividin' the profits with Now I'm in the building like two planes bitch Kickin' it with my shirt off, on some Liu Kang shit Sleep with the sun up like I grew fangs bitch I come alive in the night, on some Bruce Wayne shit Livin' my life, gettin' high payments Fuckin' with some new broads and they high maintenance And they wearin' high heels, trip so we're on high hills Tits sittin' high, rollin zips gettin' high man Everything high Everything high high high I'm so high Everything high high high I'm so high It's time to go, It's time to go It's time to go, It's time to go, It's time to go, go I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me Cause right now it's all, irrelevant, I'm so high I won't, remember it Cause the penthouse 90 floors up Make love and then join the mile high club Yeah I'm on camera, fresh out of a sex scene I just turn all my nightmares into wet dreams I'm in a new crib, so big, I'm talkin' town size Sippin' somethin' cold, smokin' weed by the pound size Yeah I got a big head ho, I think it's crown size Bitch I do it big and I never plan to downsize The people who talk shit, is feelin' like dickheads Saw me on the web like I had a extra six legs Lookin' at my highlights, with a bitch with highlights Crowd wavin' at me, all tryna say hi right Everything high Everything high high high I'm so high Everything high high high I'm so high It's time to go, It's time to go It's time to go, It's time to go, It's time to go, go If you roll one up, I'ma roll one too Oh you say you dont smoke, well that's all that we do You be up in the club, I be up in the clouds Ooh, don't gotta ask me if I brought enough cause' we don't run out Blow it by the O, even my fans smoke it Cause' they throw it at my shows, hidin' it when I travel In case the police gotta know, rollin' it up in traffic Make you smoke out of a bong, put you on different hashes My chick is the baddest, my spliff is the fattest I'm livin' so lavish Gotta patch a lil kid tryna get at this cabbage My pinky ring a V8, I filled it with carrots I'm Popeye with spinach, till' the day I die I'm gettin, high Everything high high high I'm so high Everything high high high I'm so high It's time to go, It's time to go It's time to go, It's time to go, It's time to go, go I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me Cause right now it's all, irrelevant, I'm so high I'm goin' forget it (Everything high) (Forget it) (Yeah) (Man that's it man) (I do it, uh) (Finally famous in this gettin') Yeah, I'm fly, my swell on Priceline Truthfully I want this shit to last a lifetime Simply amazing, we blazin' as we just write rhymes Cold flow, ice time, breakin' down bright pines Enough with all the beefin' I'm over it Outta town Kush, but they smokin' that local shit I always knew that I would be the man They ride the greyhound, but I'm more a Peter Pan, we the fam Off the scale, yeah we about to break the richer quick Loud, yeah it's worth a thousand words on some picture shit When it comes to smokin' we have a certificate I know them haters is wishin' we fakin' licorice Fuck it we up, my nigga Sean gave me another L I need a high class chick that I match up with well She familiar with Fendi, comfortable in Chanel And you know everything high when you livin' swell Everything high high high I'm so high Everything high high high I'm so high It's time to go, It's time to go It's time to go, It's time to go, It's time to go, go
Writer(s): Finlay Graham Dow Smith, Chidera Kizito Anamege, Noah Lev Beresin, Elena Jane Goulding, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Sean Michael Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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