[Intro]
Ridin' with that Glock in my hand (In my hand)
N***a tryna' say I'm broke but he won't show no– (Greed!)
Yuh, yuh, I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me
I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me
I got high tech–

[Pre-Chorus]
(You have no heart!)
Yuh, I got high tech on me
I got high tech on me (2011 radio)
I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me
I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me
I got high tech on me

[Chorus: jaydes]
And she said she wanna fuck all on lil' jaydes, he the man
Yo' bitch keep hitting me up like she tryna link she tryna make plans
Bitch I'm crazy, I'm the best at all this shit with open hands
Dont get me confusеd with these lil fan n***as

[Verse 1: yuke]
(Hi yuke!)
Ridin' with that Glock in my hand (In my hand)
N***a tryna' say I'm brokе but he won't show no bands (2011)
Got a white plug and he look like Lil Xan, n***a
Hoes in the back yeah they say that this they jam (2011)
Jaydes up in the back and he heaven sent
You ain't breaking no bank n***a you irrelevant
Me and my n***as sliding in your crib for the hell of it
Yo' hoe tryna fuck yuke but she told you that she celibate
[Refrain]
Ridin' with that Glock in my hand, n***a
N***a tryna' say im broke but he won't show no bands, n***a
Got a white plug and he look like Lil Xan, n***a
Hoes in the back yeah they say that this they jam, n***a

[Pre-Chorus]
Yuh, I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me
I got high tech on me, I got high tech on me
I got high tech on me

[Chorus: jaydes]
And she said she wanna fuck all on lil' jaydes, he the man
Yo' bitch keep hitting me up like she tryna' link, she tryna make plans
Bitch I'm crazy, I'm the best at all this shit with open hands
Dont get me confused with these lil fan n***as