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Paroles de la chanson Higher par French Montana & Harry Fraud

[French Montana & Everton Blender]
(Higher, higher, higher)
(Higher, higher, we steppin' higher)
Outta my mind, yeah (Higher, higher)
From the bottom, yeah (Higher)
Me and shorty on the island, yeah (Higher, higher, we steppin' higher)
Countin' all this money give me
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
(Higher, higher)

[French Montana & Everton Blender]
I'ma die for this money, yeah (Higher)
Up in the clouds, we gettin' 'em higher (Higher)
Higher, higher (Higher, we steppin' higher)
Smoke out the fire, yeah (Higher, higher)
And if you try us, leave your soul alone (Higher)
Hop in the jet, tell the pilot, "Go high" (Higher)
High, high (Higher, we steppin' higher)
Ooh (Higher, higher)

[French Montana & Everton Blender]
Motherland, South Bronx, what they gon' do to me? (Uh-huh, higher)
Doin' business with an opp is opportunity ('Tunity, higher)
Was drivin' all that work to Boston, gettin' risky (Higher, we steppin' higher)
Now I made fifty mill', squash the beef with 50 (50, uh-huh, higher, higher)
I took the Steph Curry, doubled it to sixty (Bah, bah, bah, bah, higher)
Watch faced blue, blue faces, rest in peace to Nipsey (Higher)
Sniped at Mr. Chow (Chow), no forensic file (File, uh-huh, higher, we steppin' higher)
Underground railroad, Harriet Tubman style (Ah, higher, higher)
Lil' mama, she's a freak, I don't kiss the beak (Beak, higher)
I do her like The LOX, I just kiss and cheek (Ah, higher)
Those boys was the lost boys in beamers and Jeeps (Skrrt, higher, we steppin' higher)
Benzes, had to make it make sense when I was senseless, senseless (Higher, higher)

[French Montana & Everton Blender]
I'ma die for this money, yeah (Higher)
Up in the clouds, we gettin' 'em higher (Higher)
Higher, higher (Higher, we steppin' higher)
Smoke out the fire, yeah (Higher, higher)
And if you try us, leave your soul alone (Higher)
Hop in the jet, tell the pilot, "Go high" (Higher)
High, high (Higher, we steppin' higher)
Ooh (Higher, higher)
(I'm talkin' to you, "Mr. Fortunate One")
(Hey, higher, higher)

[French Montana & Everton Blender]
Heart racin', mixin' the allys with lean (Lean, higher)
I'm in the clouds, dyin' in my dreams (Higher)
It's a level that I've never seen (Higher, we steppin' higher)
Rush got me like a fiend (Woo, higher, higher)
French the Don Dada (Dada), none hotter (Hotter, higher)
Snipe so fast, you still smell the gunpowder (Woo, higher)
They found a body dead, had to beat the case (Case, higher, we steppin' higher)
I copped the Rollie plain, then I bleached the face (Bling, higher, higher)
Shit you never seen (Seen), got me like a fiend (Fiend, higher)
Mixin' up the methadone off the methazine (Ah, higher)
Back of the limo', seein' Christopher Walken (Higher, we steppin' higher)
Christopher Wallace, but, nah, can't top a New Yorker (Montana, higher, higher)
Haan (Haan)

[French Montana & Everton Blender]
I'ma die for this money, yeah (Higher)
Up in the clouds, we gettin' 'em higher (Higher)
Higher, higher (Higher, we steppin' higher)
Smoke out the fire, yeah (Higher, higher)
And if you try us, leave your soul alone (Higher)
Hop in the jet, tell the pilot, "Go high" (Higher)
High, high (Higher, we steppin' higher)
Ooh (Higher, higher)
(I'm talkin' to you, "Mr. Fortunate One", hey)

Tellin' you, son, you gotta get to this bag, Russ
I got me, I say, I look some more between
I mean, all us stand from the bad America
You don't know none of the big rappers there
What you mean?
You don't know nothing 'bout it
I know mad rappers, boy, you buggin'
All you know, I'll call French right now
You don't know nobody, what you talkin' about?
You don't know nobody, facts
Ah, you only said that because homie locked up
Come on, that's corny, son
Yeah, yeah, that's corny, I'ma call French right now
Got him, boy, I know French
You don't know no French, man
Yo, French, my man say I don't know you, son
Say "What up?" to my homie real quick, aight?
Frenchie, hello?
Frenchie, pick up your cell phone
I love your music, not gonna lie
Told you, what's up?
Yeah, man, aight, listen to No Stylist
Now pick up your cell phone, ah, French Montana
Nah, I ain't say nothing about no French Montana
I ain't say French Montana, bro
I said Frenchie, that's my man French Vanilla
We went to high school together, you buggin'
You don't know nobody
He rap
Move your bumbaclaat
You fuckin' with this or nah?

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