Tory Lanez - Dark Fantasy lyrics

Can we get much higher? So high oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? So high oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

They like who's that nigga inside
Of the two door
Whip doors like the inside of a fruit bowl
Oh your flow lukewarm
Nigga my dough too long
I ain't gotta buy it I'm
Surviving off of coupons who the best?
So who the fuck is it and if it ain't me
Then who fuck is it?
A section with some bottles
And not too much in it
Nowadays it's all it takes for
Us to fuck bitches so let's get a drink on
My heart is filled, mink on
Money filled something like I
Just took Brink's home
What's longer my money or my link on
I'm navigating women I don't
Even drive a Lincoln
I shine so bright you woulda
Swore I had pink on
Neck so froze like I got the roller rink on
As far as your mouth goes you
Need to put a pint on
'Cause all I hear is run, run
Running like the sink on damn
Can we get much higher? Yes we can So high
Why yes, why yes Oh, oh
Oh Why yes we can get higher
Oh, oh, oh, oh Look

Spent a and women we get between 'em
And keep 'em here for
The weekend, Australian, puerto Rican
Do more than freakin' but more to speak
When they exploring why my aura beacon
For this season is more glorious
Than all the deacons
Still notorious nigga she call me Morpheus
And we ain't have to grind our
Choice 'cause they was forcing us
Still the voice of the poorest
Of all the poorest
It's getting green like a forest
And enemies can't ignore it
And my engine gets so loud a
Nigga just gotta floor it
I got more than a Ford Explorer to explore it
And I'm out with a Lauren
It's South for Ralph Lauren
And the game nearly died I put
Mouth to mouth on it
Meet my meat come put your scalp on it
I don't vouch on it I could
Throw a house on it
Make a nigga money get low letharge on it
It's me and three bitches bitch you
Might as well join it, yeah

Can we get much higher? Fly
Fresco baby So high
What's poppin' Jay Oh, oh
Oh Harlem what's good baby oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? It's
The movement So high
Time is money Oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh Canada all the way baby
One hunnid mr peterson January 1st
I'm taking over niggas already know the time
Fly Fresco
Fresco know we gettin' the best though
What's poppin' Ciravo
Making my vocals sound so nice