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Contact High
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West Coast Rap
Contact High was released on April 20, 2026 by Figgy Baby as a part of the album Contact High - Single
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Release DateApril 20, 2026
LabelFiggy Baby
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Figgy Baby
Figgy Baby
Performer
Pretty Pape$
Pretty Pape$
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Jeffrey Figueroa
Andrew Jeffrey Figueroa
Composer
Jesse Holland
Jesse Holland
Composer
Michael Aldanese
Michael Aldanese
Composer

Lyrics

Yeah
With the homies and they smoking outside
Gettin' contact high
Catchin' contact vibe
Gotta dip before my mama get home
Who driving? I'm in shotgun
Bumping Missy L until the cops come
In the backseat getting fly like it's Top Gun
There goes the sound of the Jeep with the top down
And here comes the sirens
Yeah, Pape$ yelling that we gotta hide shit
Jaded, need to chill 'cause he wildin'
Jrizzle on the phone in case they try something
Y'all recording?
Uh
With the homies and they smoking outside
Gettin' contact high
Catchin' contact vibe
Gotta dip before my mama get home
Uh
Tearing off with the cops in the background
No ticket, just a warning for the brake light
Too bad y'all never see the brake lights
All gas 'til it's daylight
Rocking with my day ones
Think I need to say something
Put the beat on, get the bass up
Kick a freestyle, let me wake up
We in the whip outside of the Walgreens eating takeout
Wait, wait, wait
With the homies and they smoking outside
Gettin' contact high
Catchin' contact vibe
Gotta dip before my mama get home
Ayy, four, five blunts with the windows down
On the phone with my mom
(Can you pick me up right now?)
Yo Pape$, we going to a party right now
Oh word, never mind, mama you can lay down
And I ain't tryna see yo ass tomorrow
I got UV watermelon in the water bottle
I'ma roll to the party with my dogs get twisted
Hoes in the party got the bros acting different
Jaded, throwing up like
"Whose crib is this?"
It's Bryce's best friend's stepmom's sister
The thickest one in here
How did I miss this?
Figgy said, "I don't give a fuck about the bitches, where the bros at?
Fuck the weed, need a Prozac"
Never mind, where the hoes at?
Just touched down, it's a toe tap
That is not my line, yeah, I stole that
Sirens
Where the po's at?
They at the door
I think it's time we gotta slide
Contact high and we back outside
We outside
Written by: Andrew Jeffrey Figueroa, Jesse Holland, Michael Aldanese
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