[Intro]
Live from the Bodega, shh V’Don, yeah
This is a different kind of high
N***a, what you want? I can get it
This is a different kind of high
N***a, what you want? I can get it

[Verse One: Bodega Bamz]
This is a different kind of high, n***a, what you want?
I can supply it in the middle of the hood with a piece for violence
Me and minds never speak, we silent like up in the air
They say need for firing, my gun talk biz, never personnel
Dump him in the woods with that service, you can hear me now
Good sense of juvenile, see me now, I brung wins to the loser crowd
Tryna feel the wind in a Porsche ’91, one with a booming sound
Old school but still a child of the ghetto, fan of G Dep but he gone
I bring it to ya chest like a pawn, don’t cry me a river
You up shit’s creek and I’m pissing in your pond
David ain’t dressing King Kong, young n***as living life so gone
Don’t ask about mainstream n***a, we on, we one
The number two don’t look familiar unless we number two on these n***as
Word, I look good, feel better, live free, die soon, maybe so
I ain’t checking, I ain’t messing around, just hear my records
I ain’t messing around, just hear my records, just put my message in a bottle
Drunk off revenge, I’m about to catch a red rum
Sometimes you gotta play like you dumb but I will do whatever for my son
And I will talk to anyone if the price right, being loyal don’t pay the light
I ain’t the waiting type, off the top, I don’t wait and type
I still got weight, type shook, I move light, picture me now
When no one’s in sight, gimme a beautiful death lord, I roll light

[Hook]
Roll up the hate, exhale love
I ain’t got a price and you ain’t got the lungs
Different kind of high I supply ya
Different kind of high I supply ya
Roll up the hate, exhale love
I ain’t got a price and you ain’t got the lungs
Different kind of high I supply ya
Different kind of high I supply ya

[Verse Two: Emilio Rojas]
This a different kind of high, chanclas different kind of fly
I don’t talk slick, I’m a different kind of sly, my fam ready
We driven like Andretti, we hit with sniper precision
No twitching, the hand steady, death in the third world
Where dictators is killing kids, kingpins are laundering cash
‘Cause they filthy rich, I put it all in a bag, homie, it’s well concealed
Calfskin Louie and I use the rest of cow for veal
Tell me how it feel to walk behind a giant
I don’t carry my cross, I drag it ‘cause I’m defiant
And I can fucking bury you gods, I’m like Pontius Pilate
So blast for me, brrraaat, now stop the violence
We shop for violence, now we purchasing pain
And if it doesn’t hurt, this ain’t no personal gain
I done been through so much, I know my worth in the game
So go ahead and try to hurt me again and this a different kind of high
Yeah ‘cause Latins going Platinum was destined to come
Yeah ‘cause Latins going Platinum was destined to come

[Hook]