Skyfall

(álbum: Days Before Rodeo - 2014)

[Travis Scott:]
I'm trapped in my conscious
My trap is still bunking, look at all of these hundreds
Hit up the hood pharmacist, he serve all the muddy
Might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy
The sky keep on falling, the drugs I keep calling
They keep picking 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 bunking, look at all of these hundreds
Hit up the hood pharmacist, he serve all the muddy
Might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy
The sky keep on falling, the drugs keep on calling

Yeah, 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 for real

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, tryna get a little nuder
They just wanna hang like my nigga Mr. Cooper
I'm so 'head of my time, could I show up any sooner?
They said I fucked the roommates so you know that just a rumor
Have you ever got stoned with your motherfucking jeweler?
Scott La Flame, no Rick the Ruler, yeah

I don't wanna buy no more
Your shit ain't getting me high no more

My trap is still bunking, look at all of these hundreds
Might jump with no bungee, I'm gone off that muddy
The drugs kee—

I'm trapped in my conscious
My trap is still bunking, look at all of these hundreds
Might jump with no bungee, get lost in the muddy
I might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy
Where's the love if you love me?
And the sky keep on calling, the drugs I keep calling
They keep picking up for me, they love me

I don't wanna buy no more
Your shit ain't getting me high no more

I'm trapped in my conscious
My trap is still bunking, look at all of these hundreds
Might jump with no bungee, I'm gone off that muddy
The drugs keep on calling, the sky keep on falling

[Young Thug:]
The drugs keep on calling
The sky keep on falling, the drugs keep on calling
The sky keep on falling
The drugs keep on calling, the sky keep on falling
The sky keep on falling
The drugs keep on calling, the sky keep on falling
The sky keep on falling
The drugs keep on calling, the sky keep on falling

[Young Thug (Travis Scott):]
(Ooh, ah)
Look me inside of my eyes (Ooh, ah)
(Ooh, ah)
All of this pain, but I'm tryna disguise (Ooh, ah)

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
Whipping I can turn a two to a six
Real talk, on Blood you dead (Ooh, ah, ooh, ooh, ah)
And I still want that head like a lid
Hit the school, make it rain on a principal
I will leave a nigga smoking like an Optimo
All my bitches they on gringo
They riding with heat, ready to sting bro
I got 300 bitches like I'm Sosa, ho (Ooh, ah, ooh, ooh, ah)
My jewelry shining like some Mop & Glo
Inside her pants is a camel toe
I swear I fell in love with all those
(Ooh, ah, ooh, ooh, ah)

[Travis Scott:]
I don't wanna buy no more
Your shit ain't getting me high no more

My trap is still bunking, look at all of these hundreds
Might jump with no bungee, I'm gone off that muddy
The drugs kee—

I'm trapped in my conscious
My trap is still bunking, look at all of these hundreds
Might jump with no bungee, get lost in the muddy
I might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy
Where's the love if you love me?
And the sky keep on calling, the drugs I keep calling
They keep picking up for me, they love me

I don't wanna buy no more
Your shit ain't getting me high no more

I'm trapped in my conscious
My trap is still bunking, look at all of these hundreds
Might jump with no bungee, I'm gone off that muddy
The drugs keep on calling, the sky keep on falling

[Young Thug:]
Metro Booming want some more, nigga