High end – Chris Brown lyrics

Lyrics Chris Brown – High end

High end, yeah
You know, what we doin’
I’m set, slatt, set, gang, set.

I’m on a high end
I’m ’bout to fly in
Hop in a Cayenne
I was just glidin’
I just be stylin’
I’m on a high end
I’m on a fly end
We ’bout to fly in
Jump in the Cayenne
Jump in the Cayenne (skrrt, skrrt)
Ran out of mileage
Gotta go find it
Sit next to a thotty
In a big body
Juug set Wu-Tang
We like Shaolin
Bust down Tony
Bust down .. (bust down ..)
Rockin’ Balenci’ (rockin’ Balenci’)
Whippin’ up big B’s (whip up big B’s)
What’s the total?
What’s the list read?
Plain Jane watch, Richard Mille (yeah)
Richard Mille cost me ’bout an Aston-Martin
Left my Tesla sittin’ at the house on the charge
I just met the owners of Chanel and Diadora
‘Cause they say I’m spendin’ too much money in the stores
*****.

Haha
Everything high end
I whip the Masi’
I pop a half a perc
Make a deposit (‘posit)
I am not from the Earth
Stay on my fly shit
I’m flyin’ private
On my Dubai shit
On a Ducati, stuntin’ on ’em
All of you niggas my little homies
Here’s some knowledge for you
Stop tryna wife a thot bitch
All the vampires know that we don’t go to sleep
We stay up all night, pop me two or three, pill exotic type
Everything high end, you see the stars
And my Richard Mille cost more than your car
Everything high end
Everything high end
And you fake, nigga
Should retire
And you fuck niggas
Should get fired up
Don’t fuck with Fed niggas
They be wired up.

*****
Everything high end.

I wanna bargain (on God)
‘Bout to hit Khaled (yeah)
I want an X pill
I want a molly
I’ma get seasick (seasick)
From these diamonds (from these diamonds)
Eyes locked in (uh huh)
I would climb in (let’s get it)
She ’bout to climax (yeah)
Put the doors in knap sacks (snacks)
Put some ice on a basic bitch
Put some hundreds in gem clips (look like a thotty)
Freaky in my car (yeah)
Maybach seat massage (skrrt, skrrt)
Backseat turn to bump (yeah)
Security outside like a guard (damn)
Securin’ my spot, I’m a dog (secure)
Securin’ the spot like a guard (secure the spot)
I’m a big B like a wasp (uh)
Can’t come to me, I’m a boss (yeah)
400 racks on my car (uh)
Got a old mink on the floor (damn)
King Tut gotta say it’s old (auction)
Spend a milli’ at a store (to get tags)
Got my wrist like King Tut’s (now go get that)
Caught my first body, I was a man from there (yeah)
Nigga tried to take my money, I left his ass in there
Then hopped inside the Jag, I did the dash, you know that (skrrt)
I ain’t gon’ stay on no scene, I let my lawyer handle that (yeah)
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Everything high end (uh)
I see it, it’s mine then (I got it)
I like it, I bought it (it’s mine)
I’m wet up like faucets
Catch up to not get
We don’t let bygones be bygones.

High end, yeahhh.
Chris Brown lyrics
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