CunninLynguists, Natti - What They Playin? lyrics
CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
[CunninLynguists, Natti - What They Playin? lyrics]
I'm so high in the sky-high-high-high
I don't know and I just don't
Care for what they're playin'
Just chief the roach blunt fresh
Out the nest tryna relax
When I walk in see the DJ siftin' through wax
Take off the Walkman
Jump in Snoop's early years
Elevated, appreciating what all
These girlies wear
Don't touch I remind self as it happened
Man I wish I had paid actors for re-enactment
My beautiful sky he dropped grey skies on it
And you miss and sigh i call it a high moment
Cause the dj, he play the same lame song
For the 5th damn time
Wax that you couldn't sell on eBay
Tried to pull a chick outside
Guess what she say
"That's my song playin'" with a pea brain
Well while y'all dance in inebriated
Trance imma hit the parkin'
Lot and try to come up on an amp
Cause imma be damned if I party with zombies
Back to my Walkman and the
Bitch that always calms me, smoke
I'm so high in the sky-high-high-high
I don't know and I just don't
Care for what they're playin'
Well my fifths mean, kicks clean
Herbs in my jeans
High as my pop and his pop
So birds in my genes
And fly since strictly hip hop
No words in between so I walk in, get change
Just caught the shift change
From DJ whats his name to DJ sedative time
Who turned the cloud I sat
On into a negative 9
Blendin' retro with techno
On top of a lets go echo
While chicks lick their lips at me but
Won't show me they breasts though
My buds in a street fight
With stray cats and a
Soundtrack and i'm losin'
I slumber the racks on the back
Of a twotip that I'm usin'
While I watch these cop-connoisseurs
Confuse it with music
Get drunk hit the dance floor and abuse it
Just to think I, paid to get baked today
Then in an odd way paid these
Fuckers to take it away
Now, fuck it i'm out so, that's okay
Like the half assed blunt I got stashed
In the back of my ashtray feel me?
I'm so high in the sky-high-high-high
I don't know and I just don't
Care for what they're playin'
I don't know and I just don't
Care for what they're playin'
Just chief the roach blunt fresh
Out the nest tryna relax
When I walk in see the DJ siftin' through wax
Take off the Walkman
Jump in Snoop's early years
Elevated, appreciating what all
These girlies wear
Don't touch I remind self as it happened
Man I wish I had paid actors for re-enactment
My beautiful sky he dropped grey skies on it
And you miss and sigh i call it a high moment
Cause the dj, he play the same lame song
For the 5th damn time
Wax that you couldn't sell on eBay
Tried to pull a chick outside
Guess what she say
"That's my song playin'" with a pea brain
Well while y'all dance in inebriated
Trance imma hit the parkin'
Lot and try to come up on an amp
Cause imma be damned if I party with zombies
Back to my Walkman and the
Bitch that always calms me, smoke
I'm so high in the sky-high-high-high
I don't know and I just don't
Care for what they're playin'
Well my fifths mean, kicks clean
Herbs in my jeans
High as my pop and his pop
So birds in my genes
And fly since strictly hip hop
No words in between so I walk in, get change
Just caught the shift change
From DJ whats his name to DJ sedative time
Who turned the cloud I sat
On into a negative 9
Blendin' retro with techno
On top of a lets go echo
While chicks lick their lips at me but
Won't show me they breasts though
My buds in a street fight
With stray cats and a
Soundtrack and i'm losin'
I slumber the racks on the back
Of a twotip that I'm usin'
While I watch these cop-connoisseurs
Confuse it with music
Get drunk hit the dance floor and abuse it
Just to think I, paid to get baked today
Then in an odd way paid these
Fuckers to take it away
Now, fuck it i'm out so, that's okay
Like the half assed blunt I got stashed
In the back of my ashtray feel me?
I'm so high in the sky-high-high-high
I don't know and I just don't
Care for what they're playin'