Teksty:
Big Sean High

we're high heels tipsy and high, rollin' zips, gettin' high man errthang' high high, high, high, high, high, high errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high

Getting money niggas think I joined Illuminati Throwin west side up I'm feeling like illuminati Now isnt it ironic that I'm in a big body Paranoid cause every rapper named big

and high, rollin' zips, gettin' high man errthang' high High, high, high, high, high, high Errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high Errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high

Lay it down, down, down, down... [Big Sean] The king of the californian king, you gotta call me sir Watch me lay it down, and I ain't even tired Put it working and I ain't even hired Hidden high

if you with me put your hands high (Put your hands high) If you ever lost a life before, this one's for you (And if you with me put your hands high)

your ho and spend six figures on her My persona, Sean John, unforgivable cologne Coppin' the biggest diamonds, makes me sorta bi-polar Ferrari to Phantom, vehicles for high

Bank account ten digits and it's all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official now, they all rock Sean

storm (c'mon) I'm happy Mason Betha's now preachin the song (I see you Mase) And I can see B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big) Yeah right, this is

van, two chicks and one extra man Two Lincoln L.S. Sedans Fifteen hundred yards of Saran And after the scam, we be out in Amsterdam Yo, call Sean in Milan Call Sean tell Sean