[Intro: André 3000 & Nickelus F]
High as a bird
Drag
High as a bird
Drag
High as a bird
Drag
High as a bird
Yo

[Verse 1: Nickelus F]
I saw this UFO and tried to flag it down
'Cause I could use a ride across town
I know some hoes that'll ride it right now
And shit, you like a fighter jet the way they shoot you down
Bang bang, Chief Keef shit
I'm Chicago with it too, three-piece shit
I break the fuckin' thumb you retweet with
Got them boppers poppin' like a wheatie bitch

[Chorus: Nickelus F, André 3000, and Both]
And we all
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird (Woo)
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird (Hey, hey, hey)
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird
[Verse 2: NIckelus F]
I went and bought a pocket pussy with my check
'Cause all they sell is sex, what you expect?
And every time I meet a chick and shit, I go for the breasts
It's always sellin' sex, what you expect?
From where they love you, then they hate you
Then they love you again
She be like, "Fuck you" but she fuck you again
That shit I did in my past, it poppin' up once again
Should've put a stick up your ass by the way they suckered you in
Another zipper of grass, I pu-pu-puff to no end
Another bitch in the pants, another dutch in the wind
I'm on my hustle motherfucker, man I answer when you call me
But when I pop up I look better than the last time you saw me
Yeah, I'm feelin' geechie, showerhead of Fiji
You can catch a fade from the demon barber on fleet street
Smokin' on that scroll, it's that all-I-need weed
I'm talkin' that [?] herb, I got no seaweed

[Chorus: Nickelus F and André 3000]
I came into this world
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird (Yeah)
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird
[Verse 3: Nickelus F]
Yo
Now everything ain't what it seem
Just because it gleam it ain't gold
These n***as straight bitches and these bitches straight hoes
These hoes straight gutter, they'll rob you out your boots
I'm gettin' older but my dick been in that fountain of youth
Now all I ever plan to do in life is count a bunch of money
Fuck some bitches, get a Benz and rock Versace with a Rollie
But all I ever got was opposite of what they sold me
My angel ran away, it's like my demons gettin' cozy
This life we live ain't easy, ain't been peachy, ain't been rosy
Ain't got a pocket full of posies, just a bunch of y'all that owe me
I been downtown pimpin' so bitch act like you know me
With that art, you know I'm [?] shinobi
Man I do this for my n***as that been hustlin' at that Chevron
Down in the bush full of heroine
Any rapper [?]
Plus he keep them tweets in case I call up

[Chorus: André 3000]
I came into this world
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird
High as a bird, high as a bird, high as a bird