Way 2 Hi Up

Kerser

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    No way, I'm way too high up
    Yeah more beat brother
    Put it up, eyes red cause I smoke bud
    You don't even wanna ask whats in the foam cup
    I'm in my zone man that bass bang a bitches breast
    I got the weed and its hydro, sticky-icky yes
    In a big bag, separate from the glad wrap

    Tablets in the bag, dacked, I'm guaranteed to have that
    Daily basis, crazy ain't it? Rep my crew lad
    I start to spit, I ain't say shit and rappers move back
    This is king shit, why the fuck you question that
    The time has come I think you bout to learn a lesson bad
    I'm on the pedestal you are the faggots on your knees
    I feel invincible you other maggots stopping me

    No way, I'm way too high up
    Okay, let 'em hang, they ain't like us,
    So blazed won't say that I lied but
    Thats the reason why you fuckers couldn't find us
    So fucking fresh when I put shit down,
    Sit down with a sick sound gotta spit now
    Everytime I write man this shits insane

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    When I'm sticking blades to your bitches face
    They ain't never find another one like me,
    Fast speed then my mind bleed wonder why I like weed
    Hide the fact that I'm crazy, slightly,
    Sorry did I mention, that I like light weed?
    So smooth fresh, clean like so what
    You so useless, pipe with no rock

    High you know Scott,
    Fine just don't stop
    Hi, yes, you know what?
    I'm fried and so lost
    But when it comes to rapping baby Kerser be on top of it
    Like a molotov they try to burn whats at the top of it
    But picture where the [?] sit
    Cause me I'm like the opposite
    I'm whats inside the bottle bitch,
    So light up watch the bottle fizz

    I'm picking it up with the sickest sound
    In the district now what I spittin' foul
    Never see what I do live on the beat
    Cause I fight for the street and my mind on repeat
    Got the street shit dacked that gotta fucking grab that
    Rat slapped pack in the bag that you stashed lad
    Ripped off, yeah, you got fucked up bad
    Now my nun chucks crack till your funds are slack

    Outcome of the situation street life
    No freezer needed, on the block they like to heat ice
    Yes I am, heaps nice, Aussie rappings in my hand
    I drown this shit like fuck you all, you think that I won't sink it man
    Got a different plan I'm way, way, way in front
    I might your girl I'm like stay, stay, stay you cunt
    She had a glit, she nice, she looked at me like no Scott,
    Within 30 seconds lowies gave me blowjobs

    In case you were wondering why you couldn't find us
    Cause your out there
    Your lowies are following us
    Shes smoking my cock like an ice pipe
    Shes a bad fiend
    She don't even need to light the rock
    Got her make up her nails
    Had a shower
    You other faggots to, why you following
    You just watch what I do
    Hold on to your lowie
    She following us

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