Lyrics Ryan Leslie

Ryan Leslie

Higher

Presidential wristband on this gold roley

Bands a make her dance - stocks will make em grow for me

Steve Jobs a fuckin' legend an innovator

I put my money in Apple so I could spend it later

Bought my mom a crib first plus a black benz

Triple A: Affluent. African. American

Shut these lames up

A bunch of star watchers

Shout my hustlers the barbershops and the car washes

Money in Belize thats a tax haven

Astronomical money I call that Carl Sagan

How I get these M's

Hard work

Ferrari push start

That's how the car works

Black wedge sneakers, Isabel Marant skirt

I put my baby in that Wang I know they gon' flirt

She got no time for it, we ridin' 'round in these Porsches

My wifey so feisty, my life be so gorgeous (LES)

And we take em higher

Back up in the club like I never left

Rose'll get em twisted like a treble clef

Take a bottle man, drink until there's nothing left

In that mini skirt dancing so devilish

Bathroom

She got a runny nose

She spent her paycheck on an ounce that's where the money goes

She said she had to leave, she had an interview

20 minutes she was off up in that swimming pool

After party on a penthouse roof deck

White Russian got her playing call that roulette

You look like you gotta brain go on use it

I got you open on that new Cadenza music

(Yea) And we ride for each other

We do it to the death said we die for each other

(Yea) We got no love for these haters

My overcoat mink and my duffle alligator (stunt)

And we take em higher