High Key

[Intro]
Sheesh
High key, high key, high key, high key, high
Hey, haha, midwest
Yeah

[Chorus]
I keep it lit
Dress swank all in my face
I feel the base, yeah
I'm with the squad, yeah, we be wylin'
Tear up the place, yeah, ah, belt on my waist, yeah
I think they smell, what that boy cookin', yeah, sheesh, ayy

[Verse]
I might just be on a roll, you know the grind never slow
I gotta bring up my ears, I gotta level to go
I might just kill the scene, they gon' hand your boy an Oscar
I feel like Denzel, I feel like Leonardo
I might just kick up my tennis, big shoutout to my Sensei
And I got all my noblest youngins, they never disappoint like [?] Kitana
There's so much rage, I feel like Nirvana
When I see the crowd, I wanna surf
Hop on the wave, I'll get put in the dirt
Running in place and I still come in first
Hop in the whip and put it in reverse
Runnin' since I hit so many curbs
Swervin' in lane, 45 with that look in my eye, like I bodied a verse
Come bring in a hearse, yeah
D.O.A. be the bit with the E.M.T. on the scene
I step to the line fo' the free throw, and they chant MVP

[Chorus]
I keep it lit
Dress swank all in my face
I feel the base, yeah
I'm with the squad, yeah, we be wylin'
Tear up the place, yeah, ah, belt on my waist, yeah
I think they smell, what that boy cookin', yeah, sheesh, sheesh

[Post-Chorus]
High key, high key, high key, high key, high key (Skrt)
High key, high key, high key, high key, high key
High key, high key, high key, high key, high key (Yeah)
High key, high key, high key, high key, high key (Wooh)