Remy Banks - Higher. lyrics

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Remy Banks - Higher. lyrics

[Intro] This is what I envision when I'm high (4x) [Verse 1] I come through jiggy as ever in a hooded sweater Blue de Chanel-scented Chiefing buddha that smell like cheddar, psychosis cheese Spending pounds on British homegrown, we living better Smooth as the Toth's turban, out here swerving Benzes Beamers, Testarossas, whatever my preference is at the moment Extensive vacays out to private get-aways I'm Johnny Quest with melanin Some Bapes and a letterman World traveler, these n***as can't see me 20/20, I'm probably lounging in another country Race Affan on the autobahn for 12 rubies and a oz Just cause I can smell the victory That's how I'm envisioning mine Intertwined in the sheets with a dime Sexy as Ertha Kitt in her prime Rolling up while I'm yawning My life like Bordeaux, getting better with time You feel me [Hook: Erick Arc Elliot] We blowing trees overseas Enjoying this cool breeze Top down on the V (This is what I envision when I'm high) Roll another one for me Just finished this QP Keep smoking with me (This is what I envision when I'm high) I'm on the call Make deposit, withdraw All for the love of the all (This is what I envision when I'm high) In disguise, you only see my demise Trying to find some peace of mind shorty (This is what I envision when I'm high) [Verse 2] My gears right, my bucket is low, dertbag feelin' incredible Ut here spittin gems just to gather up the revenue Til I'm laughin' to the bank like Lupin the Third, that's my word Spend a weekend out in Monaco, on a jet ski, racing muhf**ers like jet moto Or speeding in my '99, 325i, wrapped in black on black Bape camo, flyin by in disguise Call Lorraine up for a chain, full of sapphires bluer than the waters, in the French Riviera My paper longer, cause my visions clearer Lets make a toast to the most successful player of the year, that be me Come back home just to build a mansion out in Manha**et In a forest guarded by a Gundum Word to Trowa Barton I'm not one of the illest?, I beg your pardon Give me a few... my name gon be on that marquee out front the Garden [Hook]

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