Danny Brown - Kush Karma Lyrics
feat. A$AP Rocky & Zelooperz[Verse 1]Close my eyes, feel like I'm going downIn an elevator at 90 miles an hourAnd all I see is stars and they coming at me sort of like a meteor showerMy forehead's sweaty, my eyelids heavy, feeling like I ain't goin' make itCause inside my head's like a firework show in the 4th July in Las VegasSaid, I'm trippin', I'm slippin', feeling like I just can't moveI done took me a couple more pillsNext thing I know, I'm taking off my shoesAnd I'm on walking on these clouds like marshmallowsNodding off, smellin' like rose petalsZoning out, two-three like the fiend in hell fire and angel wingsI'm conscious to that world, connin science 'bout that worldAll these drugs up in me, it's a miracle I ain't mirror KurtI'm numb like a mortician, going dumb with Oakland *****esThey say you hella boosie, roll a backwood up with them cookies[Bridge x2]I'm smoking, back to back, back to back, back to backIt's the blunt after blunt rotationNow I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my brain going on vacationKush coma[Hook]Kush coma, I am in a kush comaKush coma, I am in a kush comaKush coma, I am in a kush comaKush coma, I am in a kush comaKush coma, I am in a kush comaKush coma, I am in a kush comaKush coma, I am in a kush comaKush coma, I am in a kush coma[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]Get high, my niggas, smoke kushGet fly, my niggas, dope looksSo many numbers in my phone bookI could start a mother*****ing phone bookKnow all the fly *****es gonna lookLike I'm on something, tell 'em roll somethingI'm that one nigga, bumping two potsBe like three hoes, that's a foursome***** niggas always want to hold somethingYoung hot nigga done froze on 'emWent cold on 'em, beat the golds on 'emAnd clothes on 'em, see the hoes on 'em?Only fear God, never sold on HimMan, I swear to God, put my soul on HimLife's a *****, but she chose on himShould've died in Hell, but I rose on 'emIn big shades, ***** the hypocrites, dieTime let the tats, for the tick, tockClocks on the wall, ***** your wristwatchPause, let it stop, hope we get byBye when I zoom, let it vroom'Bout a hundred goons with a fume, better let it [?]A hundred miles an hour on the booth, better let it looseA hundred by the sour, molly, flower, and they love the shroomsThat's real rap, I'm stating factsContradictions, can't take it backMommy's stripping, make it clapIn a kush coma, finna take a napI'm out[Hook][Verse 3: Danny Brown]Half asleep with that cotton mouthWeed grow house on plantationNuggets the size of Rakim ringsGot my head looking like a fatality screenGot my mind drippin'Gotta get away from all this bullshit in my wayKnowing goddamn well when the high go awaySame shit gon' be still in my wayI'm a slave to the sticky ickySo nigga roll somethin wit meBeen smoking blunts since high schoolNow look at all the bullshit I been throughWanna pass out, but we stayin upNigga gotta keep one eye openCause nigga ain't tryna miss the next turnNigga roll up, then we starting smokingI'm smoking on that ocho, got my mind on that cosmosSippin' on that purple, got a nigga in slo-moDipping in that molly, feel like I'm doing 100 on a HarleyTell your baby mama sorry, that was one night and please don't call me[Bridge x2][Hook]
