Danny Brown, Zelooperz, A$AP Rocky - Kush Coma lyrics
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Danny Brown, Zelooperz, A$AP Rocky - Kush Coma lyrics]
Close my eyes
Feel like I'm going down in an
Elevator at 90 miles an hour
And all I see is stars and they coming
At me sort of like a meteor shower
Said, my forehead's sweaty, my eyelids heavy
Feeling like I ain't going make it
Cause inside my head's like a firework show
In the 4th July in Las Vegas
Said, I'm tripping, I'm slipping
Feeling like I just can't move
I done took me a couple more pills
Next thing I know, I'm taking off my shoes
Said, I'm on walking on
These clouds like marshmallows
Nodding off, smelling like rose petals
Zoning out, two-three
Like the fiend in hell fire and angel wings
I'm conscious to that world
Connin science 'bout that world
All these drugs up in me
It's a miracle I ain't mirror Kurt
I'm numb like a mortician
Going dumb with Oakland bitches
They say you hella boosie
Roll a backwood up with them cookies
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back
Back to back
It's the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma
And my brain going on vacation
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back
Back to back
It's the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma
And my brain going on vacation, kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Get high, my niggas smoke kush
Get fly, my niggas, dope looks
So many numbers in my phone book
I could start a mothafuckin' phone book
Know all the fly bitches gonna look
Like I'm on something
Tell 'em roll something
I'm that one nigga bumping 2Pac
Be like three hoes, that's a foursome
Fuck niggas always want to hold something
Young hot nigga done froze on 'em
Went cold on 'em, beat the golds on 'em
And clothes on 'em, see the hoes on 'em?
Only fear God, never sold on Him
Man, I swear to God, put my soul on Him
Life's a bitch, but she chose on him
Should've died in Hell, but I rose on 'em
In big shades, fuck the hypocrites, stop
Time let the tats, for the tick, tock
Clocks on the wall, fuck your wristwatch
Pause, let it stop, hope we get by
Bye when I zoom, let it vroom
'bout a hundred goons with a fume
Better let it fuse
A hundred miles an hour on the booth
Finna let it loose
A hundred by the sour, molly, flower
And they love the shrooms
That's real rap, I'm stating facts
Contradictions, can't take it back
Lil mommy's stripping, make it clap
In a kush coma, finna take a nap (I'm out)
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Half asleep with that cotton mouth
Weed grow house on plantation
Nuggets the size of Rakim rings
Got my head looking like a fatality screen
Got my mind dripping
Gotta get away from all this
Bullshit in my way
Knowing goddamn well when the high go away
Same shit gon' be still in my way
I'm a slave to the sticky icky
So nigga roll something with me
Been smoking blunts since high school
Now look at all the bullshit I been through
Wanna pass out, but we stayin up
Nigga gotta keep one eye open
Cause nigga ain't tryna miss the next turn
Nigga roll up, then we starting smoking
I'm smoking on that ocho
Got my mind on that cosmos
Sipping on that purple, got a nigga in slo-mo
Dipping in that molly
Feel like I'm doing 100 on a Harley
Tell your baby momma sorry
That was one night and please don't call me
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back
Back to back
It's the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma
And my brain going on vacation
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back
Back to back
It's the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma
And my brain going on vacation
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Feel like I'm going down in an
Elevator at 90 miles an hour
And all I see is stars and they coming
At me sort of like a meteor shower
Said, my forehead's sweaty, my eyelids heavy
Feeling like I ain't going make it
Cause inside my head's like a firework show
In the 4th July in Las Vegas
Said, I'm tripping, I'm slipping
Feeling like I just can't move
I done took me a couple more pills
Next thing I know, I'm taking off my shoes
Said, I'm on walking on
These clouds like marshmallows
Nodding off, smelling like rose petals
Zoning out, two-three
Like the fiend in hell fire and angel wings
I'm conscious to that world
Connin science 'bout that world
All these drugs up in me
It's a miracle I ain't mirror Kurt
I'm numb like a mortician
Going dumb with Oakland bitches
They say you hella boosie
Roll a backwood up with them cookies
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back
Back to back
It's the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma
And my brain going on vacation
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back
Back to back
It's the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma
And my brain going on vacation, kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Get high, my niggas smoke kush
Get fly, my niggas, dope looks
So many numbers in my phone book
I could start a mothafuckin' phone book
Know all the fly bitches gonna look
Like I'm on something
Tell 'em roll something
I'm that one nigga bumping 2Pac
Be like three hoes, that's a foursome
Fuck niggas always want to hold something
Young hot nigga done froze on 'em
Went cold on 'em, beat the golds on 'em
And clothes on 'em, see the hoes on 'em?
Only fear God, never sold on Him
Man, I swear to God, put my soul on Him
Life's a bitch, but she chose on him
Should've died in Hell, but I rose on 'em
In big shades, fuck the hypocrites, stop
Time let the tats, for the tick, tock
Clocks on the wall, fuck your wristwatch
Pause, let it stop, hope we get by
Bye when I zoom, let it vroom
'bout a hundred goons with a fume
Better let it fuse
A hundred miles an hour on the booth
Finna let it loose
A hundred by the sour, molly, flower
And they love the shrooms
That's real rap, I'm stating facts
Contradictions, can't take it back
Lil mommy's stripping, make it clap
In a kush coma, finna take a nap (I'm out)
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Half asleep with that cotton mouth
Weed grow house on plantation
Nuggets the size of Rakim rings
Got my head looking like a fatality screen
Got my mind dripping
Gotta get away from all this
Bullshit in my way
Knowing goddamn well when the high go away
Same shit gon' be still in my way
I'm a slave to the sticky icky
So nigga roll something with me
Been smoking blunts since high school
Now look at all the bullshit I been through
Wanna pass out, but we stayin up
Nigga gotta keep one eye open
Cause nigga ain't tryna miss the next turn
Nigga roll up, then we starting smoking
I'm smoking on that ocho
Got my mind on that cosmos
Sipping on that purple, got a nigga in slo-mo
Dipping in that molly
Feel like I'm doing 100 on a Harley
Tell your baby momma sorry
That was one night and please don't call me
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back
Back to back
It's the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma
And my brain going on vacation
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back
Back to back
It's the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma
And my brain going on vacation
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush coma