[Hook 1: Travis Scott] I'm trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin', look at all of these hundreds Hit up the hood pharmacist, he serve all the muddy He might shoot at your buddy He shot at my buddy The sky keep on fallin' The drugs I keep callin' They keep pickin' up for me They love me I don't wanna buy, oh no It won't get me high, oh no I'm trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin', look at all of these hundreds Hit up the hood pharmacist, he serve all the muddy He might shoot at your buddy He shot at my buddy The sky keep on fallin' The drugs keep on callin'
[Verse 1: Travis Scott] Yea, that's that loud shit, yeah I been out on my latest trip I've been drunk in my latest whip So I might crash in that ass forreal Hit the club for the cougars I never got down with the morals of Martin Luther I'm just tryna ball, why these niggas want me neutered? Got her down to her drawers, trynna get a little nuder They just wanna hang like my nigga Mr. Cooper I'm so ahead of my time, could I show up any sooner? They said I fucked the roommates you know that just a rumor Have you ever got stoned with your motherfuckin' jeweler Scott La Flame, no Rick the Ruler Yeah
[Hook 2: Travis Scott] I don't wanna buy no more Your shit ain't gettin' me high no more My trap is still bunky, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungie I'm gone off that muddy I'm trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunky Look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungie Get lost in the muddy I might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy Was it love if you love me And the sky keep on callin' The drugs I keep on callin' They keep pickin' up for me They love me I don't wanna buy no more Your shit ain't gettin' me high no more I'm trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunky Look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungie I'm gone off that muddy The drugs keep on callin' The sky keep on fallin'
[Bridge: Young Thug] The drugs keep on callin' The sky keep on fallin' The drugs keep on callin' The sky keep on fallin' The drugs keep on callin' The sky keep on fallin' The sky keep on fallin' The drugs keep on callin' The sky keep on fallin' The sky keep on fallin' The drugs keep on callin' The sky keep on fallin' Look me inside of my eyes All of these problems I'm tryna disguise
[Verse 2: Young Thug] I'm it like a game that get played by a kid Pussy boy I'm on your head like a wig Diamonds water like I bought 'em from a squid A1's what she get when she want dick Black diamonds like I'm Akon kid Whippin' I can turn a two to a six Real talk, on Blood you dead And I still want that head like a lid Hit the school, make it rain on a principal I will leave a nigga smokin' like an Optimo All my bitches they on gringo They ride with heat, ready to sting bro I got 300 bitches like I'm Sosa ho My jewelry shinin' like some Mop & Glo Inside her pants is a camel toe I swear I fell in love with all those
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[Outro: Young Thug] Metro Boomin' want some more nigga