SosaFrmDaa6 - High Everyday (On The West) Lyrics

Know I'm chillin in the trenches, pull up on me hit your Mellon
Smoking cookie, smell the eroma
616 that's what I call home
Hoe steady calling , steady tranna come over
Ian gon stop, till I'm in a rover
Asking what I'm smoking?
do you smell the eroma?
Know I'm chillin in the trenches, pull up on me hit your Mellon
Smoking cookie, smell the eroma
616 that's what I call home
Hoe steady calling, steady tranna come over
Ian gon stop, till I'm in a rover
Asking what I'm smoking? do you smell the eroma?
Gotta killers from Oklahoma
On the west, Everyday
Posted with k, now too see
Don't get rolled up with this green
Heard she down for the team, on the west clutching heats
Know I'm chillin in the trenches, pull up on me hit your Mellon
Smoking cookie, smell the eroma
616 that's what I call home
Hoe steady calling , steady tranna come over
Ian gon stop, till I'm in a rover
Asking what I'm smoking?
Do you smell the aroma?
Chilling with Zuzki, Inna white Beamer
Niggas hate my soul, cause they bitch said I'm cleaner
Niggas hate my guts, cause I talk to serena
She pour my dirty sprite, I never sipped on green
Met up in the ville down, Burton street
Asking to come over, lemme hide my heat
She got her own money, she just likes to be pleased
Looked me in my eyes, she told me damn that's deep
Told her ion want no kids, I want theses cheese
Pocket full of benjis, and the diamond out teeth
Green, white, red that's the flag that I'm baggin
Shoutout to my raza, I might be Jamaican
The way I smoke this zaza, it might leave you hanging
Shoutout to my momma, that's the women that raised me
Ion go to party's, i might up end crazy
If you got some opps, don't drive with your baby
Better keep it tucked, better clutch a 380
Tired of that goofy, give me three more days
Don't get caught lackin, better clutch on a k
Got some people in California and in the bay
Got my Hittas to the right, just in case it go left
Let a goofy nigga try it bet his dumb ass get left
Ion care what you bag, ion care what your set it
Gotta keep a blower not a beaper thats mando
Know I'm chillin in the trenches, pull up on me hit your Mellon
Smoking cookie, smell the eroma
616 that's what I call home
Hoe steady calling, steady tranna come over
Ian gon stop, till I'm in a rover
Asking what I'm smoking?
do you smell the eroma?
Chilling with Zuzki, Inna white Beamer
Niggas hate my soul, cause they bitch said I'm cleaner
Nigga hate my guts, cause I talk to serena
She pour my dirty sprite, I never sipped on green
Met up in the ville down, burton street
Asking to come over, lemme hide my heat
She got her own money, she just likes to be pleased
Looked me in my eyes, she told me damn that's deep
Told her ion want no kids, I want theses cheese
Pocket full of benjis, and the diamond out teeth
Green, white, red that's the flag that I'm baggin
Shoutout to my raza, I might be Jamaican
The way I smoke this zaza, it might leave you hanging
Shoutout to my momma, that's the women that raised me
Ion go to party's, i might up end crazy
If you got some opps, don't drive with your baby
Better keep it tucked, better clutch a 380
Tired of that goofy give me 3 more days
Don't get caught lackin, better clutch on a k
Got some people in California and in the bay
Got my Hittas to the right, just in case it go left
Let a goofy nigga try it bet his dumb ass get left
Ion care what you bag, ion care what your set it
Gotta keep a blower not a beaper thats mando
On the west, Everyday
Posted with k, now too see
Don't get rolled up with this green
Heard she down for the team, on the west clutchin heats
Now too see, heard she down for the team

Know I'm chillin in the trenches, pull up on me hit your Mellon
Smoking cookie, smell the eroma
616 that's what I call home
Hoe steady calling , steady tranna come over
Ian gon stop, till I'm in a rover
Asking what I'm smoking?
do you smell the eroma?
Know I'm chillin in the trenches, pull up on me hit your Mellon
Smoking cookie, smell the eroma
616 that's what I call home
Hoe steady calling, steady tranna come over
Ian gon stop, till I'm in a rover
Asking what I'm smoking? do you smell the eroma?
Gotta killers from Oklahoma
On the west, Everyday
Posted with k, now too see
Don't get rolled up with this green
Heard she down for the team, on the west clutching heats
Know I'm chillin in the trenches, pull up on me hit your Mellon
Smoking cookie, smell the eroma
616 that's what I call home
Hoe steady calling , steady tranna come over
Ian gon stop, till I'm in a rover
Asking what I'm smoking?
Do you smell the aroma?
Chilling with Zuzki, Inna white Beamer
Niggas hate my soul, cause they bitch said I'm cleaner
Niggas hate my guts, cause I talk to serena
She pour my dirty sprite, I never sipped on green
Met up in the ville down, Burton street
Asking to come over, lemme hide my heat
She got her own money, she just likes to be pleased
Looked me in my eyes, she told me damn that's deep
Told her ion want no kids, I want theses cheese
Pocket full of benjis, and the diamond out teeth
Green, white, red that's the flag that I'm baggin
Shoutout to my raza, I might be Jamaican
The way I smoke this zaza, it might leave you hanging
Shoutout to my momma, that's the women that raised me
Ion go to party's, i might up end crazy
If you got some opps, don't drive with your baby
Better keep it tucked, better clutch a 380
Tired of that goofy, give me three more days
Don't get caught lackin, better clutch on a k
Got some people in California and in the bay
Got my Hittas to the right, just in case it go left
Let a goofy nigga try it bet his dumb ass get left
Ion care what you bag, ion care what your set it
Gotta keep a blower not a beaper thats mando
Know I'm chillin in the trenches, pull up on me hit your Mellon
Smoking cookie, smell the eroma
616 that's what I call home
Hoe steady calling, steady tranna come over
Ian gon stop, till I'm in a rover
Asking what I'm smoking?
do you smell the eroma?
Chilling with Zuzki, Inna white Beamer
Niggas hate my soul, cause they bitch said I'm cleaner
Nigga hate my guts, cause I talk to serena
She pour my dirty sprite, I never sipped on green
Met up in the ville down, burton street
Asking to come over, lemme hide my heat
She got her own money, she just likes to be pleased
Looked me in my eyes, she told me damn that's deep
Told her ion want no kids, I want theses cheese
Pocket full of benjis, and the diamond out teeth
Green, white, red that's the flag that I'm baggin
Shoutout to my raza, I might be Jamaican
The way I smoke this zaza, it might leave you hanging
Shoutout to my momma, that's the women that raised me
Ion go to party's, i might up end crazy
If you got some opps, don't drive with your baby
Better keep it tucked, better clutch a 380
Tired of that goofy give me 3 more days
Don't get caught lackin, better clutch on a k
Got some people in California and in the bay
Got my Hittas to the right, just in case it go left
Let a goofy nigga try it bet his dumb ass get left
Ion care what you bag, ion care what your set it
Gotta keep a blower not a beaper thats mando
On the west, Everyday
Posted with k, now too see
Don't get rolled up with this green
Heard she down for the team, on the west clutchin heats
Now too see, heard she down for the team