They ain't outside, yeah (yeah) They ain't down to ride, yeah (ride, yeah) They ain't down to slide, yeah (slide) They ain't from the high Cup full of Hi-Tech (Hi-Tech) Juice full of that Hi-Tech (Hi-Tech) Crushed cup of that Hi-Tech Just another day, I'm high (it's just another day) (Grrah) We gon' spin his block tonight He keep talkin' on the net, but he won't catch me outside She keep blowin' up my phone, I can tell I'm what she like Lil' tana and Trippie Redd, we two rich ol' redhead guys And they askin' where I been If he talk down, get a 1910 You stab my back, I get revenge And the tears fall down your momma's skin Lord, forgive me for my sins I'm so glad I went this path I could be up in the pen' 'Cause you hurt my heart within We ain't gon' last that long It's a reason why your name still ain't in my phone There's a reason why your name still ain't in my songs When you speak to me (woah), better watch your tone Yeah (grrah, grrah, oh-oh) They ain't outside, yeah (they ain't outside) They ain't down to ride, yeah (bop, bop, bop) They ain't down to slide, yeah (slide) They ain't from the high Cup full of Hi-Tech (cup full of Tech) Juice full of that Hi-Tech (cup full of Tech) Crushed cup of that Hi-Tech (cup of that, yeah) Just another day, I'm high (it's just another day) It's just a, yeah It's just a, yeah It's just a, yeah It's just a, yeah, haha Trip, come hear this