Ducko McFli - Highest Winter lyrics

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Ducko McFli - Highest Winter lyrics

[Intro] On me, I be mad high Narcotics on me, I be mad high Narcotics on me, I be mad high Narcotics on me, I be mad high Narcotics on me, I be mad high [Hook/Chorus] Narcotics on me, I be mad high Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly Savage sending hits like a wise guy I’ma sit in front the judge and tell a d**n lie N***a I be mad high, mad high, mad high Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high N***a I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly [Verse 1] Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Why you drop that dirty in that Mountain Dew? Why you go and chop the brains off that coupe? So I can shoot a p***y n***a out the roof I feel like Bishop young n***a, I got the juice I’m ’bout my check lil n***a like swoosh Yeah I rap but I’m still chopping s**t Pull up on your block and s**t Extendos in them Glocks and s**t 21, we popping s**t Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, cause I’m sinning I spent two thousand at the dentist This a foreign lil n***a, not no hemi We drinking Actavis, ain’t drinking on no Remy [Hook/Chorus] Narcotics on me, I be mad high Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly Savage sending hits like a wise guy I’ma sit in front the judge and tell a d**n lie N***a I be mad high, mad high, mad high Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high N***a I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly [Verse 2] Pull up on a back street, roll the window down Pull up on a back street, another n***a down That AK47 turn your smile into a frown B***h I’m from the street, I turn a seven to a pound I left my baby mama and I went and got a model You can’t get no guala if you don’t know how to swallow What the bombaclot, I feel like oscar cause I’m a shotta You say you getting money what you using as your product? I hit my first lick and I spent that s**t on Prada N***a sneak dissing, I got shots for all your partners B***h I’m from the six, I eat soul food, not Benihanas I keep that 223, I knock your head out of your Honda [Hook/Chorus] Narcotics on me, I be mad high Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly Savage sending hits like a wise guy I’ma sit in front the judge and tell a d**n lie N***a I be mad high, mad high, mad high Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high N***a I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly