So High
by Mist

Album: Single release only (2019)
Charted: 7
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  • Fred again
    Preditah
    Ah
    I get, so high
    (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)

    I get, so high
    Girl you're a groupie, no need to lie
    I get, so high
    Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly
    I get, so high
    She's so, so shy, 'til the night
    (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)
    I was last year and I'm still the guy

    Throw some sauce 'pon 'dem
    So high, time to walk 'pon 'dem
    Yeah I do set trends
    Talk too much get sticky for you friends
    Send a hitta to your ends
    I don't dance, I ain't movin' my feet
    Ah, 'cause I'm dancin' with heat
    Bad B's got my tunes on repeat
    Do it with ease, out 'ere tripling P's
    Back to my grindin' again (I'm back)
    Writin', rhymin' again
    Firing skengs, yeah it's Fred yet again
    Manna put a line in your ends
    Aggy, so much gold it's chavvy
    'Dem man are chatty like gyally
    Big .44 called Maggie
    What's my cologne? Creed and Cali

    I get, so high
    Girl you're a groupie, no need to lie
    I get, so high
    Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly
    I get, so high
    She's so, so shy, until the night
    (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)
    I was last year and I'm still the guy

    Yo I've been stuck with my booty call
    Furthermore I fell in love with my booty call
    Girl you got junk, know your boot is full
    In the eyes of a tug that is beautiful
    When I'm on tour, you know who to call
    I'm in Tom Ford, this ain't suitable
    Diamonds, handbags, you suit it all
    Kilos, gram packs, we move it all
    "Oi Mist, are you takin' the piss?" (why?)
    I swear you got a ring, that is made for a wrist
    I swear I got a ting, that is made for my lips
    I got a gun for him, I ain't making a diss
    Gettin' so, so high, they hatin'
    I can't say I don't know why
    I'm feelin' scared when the po roll by (why?)
    'Cause me and the bros got a pole close by
    Bang!

    I get, so high
    Girl you're a groupie, no need to lie
    I get, so high
    Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly
    I get, so high
    She's so, so shy, until the night
    (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)
    I was last year and I'm still the guy

    I get, so high
    I get, so high (ah!)
    I get, so high
    (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i) Writer/s: Bryce Wilson, Fred Gibson, Kenneth Edmonds, Marvin Bailey, Nathan Chisanga, Rhys Thomas Sylvester, Toni Braxton
    Publisher: Red Brick Music Publishing, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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