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High End
878
Hip-Hop/Rap
High End was released on January 29, 2021 by Interscope Records as a part of the album Shady Baby
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Release DateJanuary 29, 2021
LabelInterscope Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nechie
Nechie
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ceron Lee
Ceron Lee
Songwriter
Arin Fields
Arin Fields
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AJ STAY WORKIN
AJ STAY WORKIN
Producer, Recording Engineer
Ben Lidsky
Ben Lidsky
Mixing Engineer
Bill Jabr
Bill Jabr
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Come through this bitch in a big body Benz
Cartier lens, can't get no bitch 'cause I'm fuckin' her friends
Look at my fabric
Really a savage
Keep automatics
Step in this bitch and this shit could get tragic
I got this shit, all these **** be cappin'
Money keep pilin'
Livin' life, everything high end, everything lavish
I get the cabbage, live in the city of magic
Fuck on this lil' pretty bitch out in magic
Put the dick in her tummy, I'm gettin' too much of the money
Wrist on tsunami, **** is funny
Act like they gangsta, get hit with a hunnid
**** don't want it
You can get slapped with a brick and run off with your money
You **** is sweeter than honey
[Verse 2]
Neck and my wrist is so lovely
These **** so bummy, these **** be fumblin' and crumblin'
I got a bag
**** that want it, I pull up, I'm on it, these **** get smashed
I take him out like the trash
Two-hunnid and fifty in cash, all in the bag
**** is bad, **** ain't havin' no cash
****, they goin' outside
Bitch, I'm your dad
You gon' do just what I tell her
I pimp on that bitch and go fuck in the cellar
Realer
I hit the street with my gun and a pillow
Jumped off the porch when that **** was little
Hangin' with killers and dealers
These **** be cappin', these **** ain't with it
I just be trappin' and flippin' (Yeah)
Traffic that pack out the trenches (Yeah)
Get hit with a bomb
Act like you dumb
Look at how far I done come, I started with crumbs
I got a loaf
Look at my wrist and the diamonds, I need me a float
Water
I got a quarter, fuck on your daughter
Watch how I slaughter
Run through your hood like the Marta
I lock it down like the Carter
Act like they wanna get slaughtered
[Verse 3]
Come through this bitch in a big body Benz
Cartier lens, can't get no bitch 'cause I'm fuckin' her friends
Look at my fabric
Really a savage
Keep automatics
Step in this bitch and this shit could get tragic
I got this shit, all these **** be cappin'
Money keep pilin'
Livin' life, everything high end, everything lavish
I get the cabbage, live in the city of magic
Fuck on this lil' pretty bitch out in magic
Put the dick in her tummy, I'm getting too much of the money
Wrist on tsunami, **** is funny
Act like they gangsta, get hit with a hunnid
**** don't want it
You can get slapped with a brick and run off with your money
You **** is sweeter than honey
[Verse 4]
Pull up in big bodies
Man, these bitches they, callin' me Big Papi
Man, the hundred and plus got my wrist rocky
For the money, she suck on that dick sloppy
I got a fetish for VVS's
Got baguettes in all of my fuckin' necklaces
If you ready this shit can get fuckin' reckless
Ain't no question, you **** is fuckin' peasants
Man, you **** too little
Twenty pointers in the face of the bezel
Pull up on him, hit that boy with a missile
It cut him like butter
Bring in the shovel
Walk in that bitch, leave a puddle
I had to hustle
Triple the double
Stack up the chips, I ain't talkin' no Ruffles
Boy, you better watch what you say, get the muscle
You can get killed and your mama gon' suffer
Hit, stick, watch he drop and he fumble
Cold Hearted, boy, I need me a cover
Bigger than big
I got the check
I put the ice round my muhfuckin' neck
It's bigger than big, boy, that's a fact
These **** pussy, they bangin' on wax
Everything high end
Livin' my life, it's so lovely
I'm getting too much of the money, bitch
[Verse 5]
Come through this bitch in a big body Benz
Cartier lens, can't get no bitch 'cause I'm fuckin' her friends
Look at my fabric
Really a savage
Keep automatics
Step in this bitch and this shit could get tragic
I got this shit, all these **** be cappin'
Money keep pilin'
Livin' life, everything high end, everything lavish
I get the cabbage, live in the city of magic
Fuck on this lil' pretty bitch out in magic
Put the dick in her tummy, I'm getting too much of the money
Wrist on tsunami, **** is funny
Act like they gangsta, get hit with a hunnid
**** don't want it
You can get slapped with a brick and run off with your money
You **** is sweeter than honey
Written by: Arin Fields, Ceron Lee
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