hi tech (feat. jaydes)

Lyrics: yuke red sosa Music: yuke red sosa Ridin' with that Glock in my hand (In my hand) Nigga tryna' say I'm broke but he won't show no– (Greed!) Yuh, yuh, I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me I got high tech on– (You have no heart!) Yuh, I got high tech on me I got high tech on me (2011 radio) I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me I got high tech on me And she said she wanna **** all on lil' jaydes, he the man Yo' bitch keep hitting me up like she tryna link she tryna make plans Bitch I'm crazy, I'm the best at all this shit with open hands Don't get me confused with these lil fan niggas (Hi yuke!) Ridin' with that Glock in my hand (In my hand) Nigga tryna' say I'm broke but he won't show no bands Got a white plug and he look like Lil Xan, nigga Hoes in the back yeah they say that this they jam Jaydes up in the back and he heaven sent You ain't breaking no bank nigga you irrelevant Me and my niggas sliding in your crib for the hell of it Yo' hoe tryna **** yuke but she told you that she celibate Ridin' with that Glock in my hand, nigga Nigga tryna' say im broke but he won't show no bands, nigga Got a white plug and he look like Lil Xan, nigga Hoes in the back yeah they say that this they jam, nigga Yuh, I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me I got high tech on me And she said she wanna **** all on lil' jaydes, he the man Yo' bitch keep hitting me up like she tryna' link, she tryna make plans Bitch I'm crazy I'm the best at all this shit with open hands Don't get me confused with these lil fan niggas