The Highs & The Lows Lyrics by Chance the Rapper (feat. Joey Bada$$)
Bitch we gone set it off (It’s gotta be Lemy mmhhh)
Mmmhh yeah and we gone set it off
Mmmhh and we gone set it off
And we gone set it off
Bitch we gone set it off smoking dope bunch of rounds
Bitch we gone shoot it down n**** play lost he found
Bitch he cant make a sound leave him dead in his town
Bitch we put tape over his mouth It sound like he drowned
Set It off aint talking Boosie n**** still standing with this toolie n****
A n**** play we gone shoot him n**** we act a foolie n****
I aint talking foolio he got killed by yours truly n****
I killed his bitch named Julie n**** she died with a lil cooling n****
We dropped that n**** with 4 5’s
That n**** a bitch no lie
A n**** play then he gone die
When gang get high they smoke that fye
A n**** die when a n**** cry
No blood look like a fry
Got steppers stepping up in the sky double step you you gone die
Killers cant come here apply
N**** died on Ring Wood Dr
Go there bet you see em dead
We bust that n**** head
We left the fucking whole scene red
Bitch he got filled with led
Last n**** got sent to bed fat ass couldn’t get ahead
That bitch was dating a n**** named Fred finding neverland
Better make sure you keep yo pole in heaven stick up with a pan
Bitch I got plenty bodies but I ain’t talking money man
2 bitches shaking ass one sucking dick the other got dick in hand
Bitch we gone set it off smoking dope bunch of rounds
Bitch we gone shoot it down n**** play lost he found
Bitch he cant make a sound leave him dead in his town
Bitch we put tape over his mouth It sound like he drowned
Set It off aint talking Boosie n**** still standing with this toolie n****
A n**** play we gone shoot him n**** we act a foolie n****
I aint talking foolio he got killed by yours truly n****
I killed his bitch named Julie n**** she died with a lil cooling n****
Blood gone run out of his body just like some fucking gas
Them n***** keep on talking shit we on they fucking ass
The opps really be hating on me they know I got that bag
This choppa never run out cause this bitch keep a mag
These n***** bitches leave they ass lil mane that shit is sad
You should’ve seen how we did dump just like his fucking dad
Bitch we gone sniper rifle yo ass just like that n**** brad
A n**** play he pop up on yo screen just like a fucking ad
Bitch I never go in woods but bitch I keep them sticks
How a n**** tryna steal my shit get off my fucking dick
Bitch I go hard on the mic they know I make a hit
I never really liked yo fuck shit not a fucking bit
I’ll have my shooters lay you down even my family round
Them n***** talking bout THE bitch we gone shoot em down
Money on yo fucking head just like a crown I’ll get you rebound
I’ll put you in the fucking ground lil bitch can’t look around
Bitch we gone set it off smoking dope bunch of rounds
Bitch we gone shoot it down n**** play lost he found
Bitch he cant make a sound leave him dead in his town
Bitch we put tape over his mouth It sound like he drowned
Set It off aint talking Boosie n**** still standing with this toolie n****
A n**** play we gone shoot him n**** we act a foolie n****
I aint talking foolio he got killed by yours truly n****
I killed his bitch named Julie n**** she died with a lil cooling n****
Set it off
Bitch we gone set it off
And we gone set it off mmmhh yeah
Set It off aint talking Boosie n**** still standing with this toolie n****
A n**** play we gone shoot him n**** we act a foolie n****
I aint talking foolio he got killed by yours truly n****
I killed his bitch named Julie n**** she died with a lil cooling n****