“High Hopes” is a dark journey into PARTY’s sexual desires with an ex-lover. He wants to “check up” on her both emotionally and sexually.

PND delivers the dark and sensual lyrics over an eerie instrumental… Read More [Intro]

(Checkin'... checkin'...)

Yeah-yeah, yeahhh, c'mon

Yeah, yeah, yeah, (I frikka-freak you...)

Go-oh, aw, yeah, ooh, oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... ugh, uh...

Yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah

Ooh, oh

Mm, ooh, mm-mm-mmm, ooh

Mm-mm-mmm, oh-ohh, yeah... hoo..

Hoo... ooh...

'5 made me, 905 made me

Yuh... '5 made me

Nicca-nigga... 905 made me

Aye – the '5 made me

Nine-oh–... the '5 made me

She call me Daddy, yeah

She call me Daddy... Daddy... (Daddy...)

I'm her daddy, I'm her daddy (Daddy... yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]

Spank that –

She just want the tip like that nigga from Bankhead

Comin' over, I'm tryna smash that

Won't call the Feds on that pussy, I'm 'bout to tap that, uh – hey

I just wanna sex, smoke, and vibe, babe

I want you by my side, babe (You by my side, yeah...)

And I want your jeans down to your ankles

You're always mine and your man knows, ohh-oh-ohhh

Do he know you're bougie, baby, you need you the best? (Do he really know?)

Do he know you're freaky, baby? Do he keep it wet? (Just like...)

Is you in them Louis, in them Gucci, and Giuseppe?

Does he eat your pussy? Does he tell you you the best?

(Aye...)

[Pre-Chorus]

I like the way you work it, no diggity

But don't you back it up, back it up (Back it up...)

Taking trips down, down memory lane (Don't call... miss you...)

I hope if we link up, things are the same (Call, I miss you...)

Time has passed, I hope that nothing has changed, oh

(Yeah... girl, I'm missing you)

Girl, I hope you know the reason I came

[Chorus]

I'm just checkin' on ya

Everything's still good with me

I got high hopes, when I'm checkin' on you (When I'm checking on you...)

I hope everything's just fine with you

'Cause I got high hopes, when I'm checkin' on you

Yup, yuh... I'm just checkin' on you –

When no one else gon' check up on ya, I'ma check up on ya

I'ma check up on you

When no one else gon' pull up on ya, baby, I'ma pull up on ya

I'm just checkin' on you

Racking up flights (Yup...), racking up kilometers (Yeah...)

I'm just checkin' on you

Just checkin' on ya

I'm just checkin' on ya

I'm checkin' on ya

[Verse 2]

Back in my t'ing in the South Side of the H

We do these things 'cause it'll all be okay

Especially when you a king of the city you were raised (Ugh!)

All day, all day–all day, all day

It's like I lost my mind and came to Houston

I'm with my friends, you know this place is booming (Woah)

Out here feeling like the boy

I'm running through Galleria with a bitch look like Lira Galore, hey (Uh huh)

Wore her ass – I need big chips

And my bitch need a big dick (Magnum...)

Plenty reasons why she stay posted at Férina estate

That's the shit I shouldn't say–damn... nigga...

Threesomes with a nigga wife, yeah

These things shouldn't feel right, yeah

Mixed bitch, but she fuck with white, gyeah

Tough day, put the dick in her right (Oh yeah...)

Two seater in the driveway, nigga

95 on the highway, nigga

Step back with the Wraith – ayy, nigga

She ain't gay but her bitch gay, nigga

Out here feeling like the boy, I hit Miami-Dade, nigga

No Ice Cube, better hope that it's a good day

[Hook]

Time has passed, I hope that nothing has changed, oh

Girl, just know that I'm— (I'm just checkin' on ya)

Everything's still good with me (Still good, still good...)

I got high hopes, when I'm checkin' on you (Checking on you)

I hope everything's just fine with you

'Cause I got high hopes, when I'm checkin' on you (Lemme get now...)

I'm just checkin' on you

When no one else gon' check up on ya, I'ma check up on ya

I'ma check up on you

When no one else gon' pull up on ya, baby, I'ma pull up on ya

I'm just checkin' on you

Racking up flights (Yuh...), racking up kilometers (Yeah...)

I'm just checkin' on you

Just checkin' on ya

I'm just checkin' on ya (Ugh!)

Checkin' on ya

(Check up on you...)

(No one checks up on you... like I check on you...)

(Check up on ya – just checkin' on ya)

(When no one pulls up, I'ma pull up...)

I'm just checkin' on you

Racking up flights, racking up kilometers

I'm just checkin' on–you

Just checkin' on ya (Just checkin' on you...)

I'm just checkin' on ya

[Outro]

Yeah-yeah, oh-ohh...

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...) Ugh!