The Higher the Socks (The Downer the Foo)

[Intro]
Ha ha. Back again for you lames
Foos gone wild. Ha ha! I been wild. Ha ha!
Ha ha!

[Verse 1]
I woke up in the morning and I twisted my pipe
Looked around the neighborhood not a lame in sight
Foo my hyna kicked me out cause we got in a fight
And the homies locked up so I flew him a kite
Them broken windows got me up all night
If I can’t afford a sack I’ll be jackin your bike
I get high more times than Dr. Foo says “right”
Homie some foos bark but Homie some foos bite
I’m a real skante warrior since back in the day
I was getting getting spun out when other foos got blazed
I was pullin out the pipa while you foos smoked jays
Imma tweak it til I die foo it’s not a faze
I gotta stay focused my minds in ketosis
I lost weight you notice? I part seas like Moses
Whoo I just ran outta breath
Lemme smoke some broken windows
Second verse comes next

[Chorus]
The higher the socks, the downer the foo
The bigger the torta the more Ima do
Pick up a sack, I got nothing to lose
Rock pipas like cradles I go 10 to 2
The higher the socks, the downer the foo
The bigger the torta the more Ima do
Pick up a sack, I got nothing to lose
Rock pipas like cradles I go 10 to 2

[Verse 2]
2nd verse motherfuckers now I’m all tweaked out
Imma show these oil burners what im all about
Some foos smoke foos some foos smoke rock
You can Saca La Bolsita suck on my cock
Some Foos call me a Burn some Foos call me a J cat
But you can ask your hyna
Bet she’ll never say that
Straight Facts
Here’s my flow you can rate that
Getting road head smoking skante in a Maybach
Cause even when I lose I win in this life of sin
Fresh out the pen and I’m at it again
Foo I’m Loc’d out, smoked out, down for whatever
I smoke broken windows been up since September
He’s got a pitbull and he’s got a pistol
All I really care about is who seen Crystal
Crystal’s a hyna that lives in my pipa
Kick the fuck back and come smoke with me Mija

[Chorus]
The higher the socks, the downer the foo
The bigger the torta the more Ima do
Pick up a sack, I got nothing to lose
Rock pipas like cradles I go 10 to 2
The higher the socks, the downer the foo
The bigger the torta the more Ima do
Pick up a sack, I got nothing to lose
Rock pipas like cradles I go 10 to 2

[Outro]
Cause even when I lose I win
Homeboy you never been to the Pen
Coming out super hard
Talking shit on the boulevard
Cause even when I lose I win
Homeboy you never been to the Pen
Coming out super hard
Talking shit on the boulevard!

Ha ha!
Hit after hit homie, fuck you lames!
Spun out right now with the broken windows
Check it out homie I got a lil' joke for you, ha ha
What did the cholo ghost say?
Nobody?
Fooooo!
Foooooooo!
Ha ha! Foos gone wild