Take Me There
(专辑: The King & I - 2017)
Uh Inhale this, clench your fist Then ya, feel the
mist through the
uterus Can ya, picture this? Life without me? Wake up, you're having bad dreams 'Cause ya fiend for a
toke My crew tote Tocques and mink coats On the
cell with the
boat What you thought, get caught, get bailed out? Fuck the
jailhouse, Hennessey on the
rocks Is all we got as we sail out, entrepreneurs Cristal pourer, be glad we ain't taking yours Boring huh? I'm warning ya Style waits for no bitch, I
dream rich When I
fuck with scratch and sniff Now I
stacks the
shit, and practice it So no bitch can tax the
shit, miraculous So I
can relax a
bit, and get my dick licked Drugs, baby Haha Need a
little something that can take me there To a
place that I
can get away from My feelings so far away Somewhere with my head up in the
clouds Suddenly it doesn't feel so loud So far, away, somewhere I
got 'em Ayo, platinum choker, heavy smoker The
gun toter, Barrack Obam' supporter Recently Hillary voter Smoking loud way up in the
cloud Disappearing in my thoughts Disappearing from courts Yao Ming face, eyes chinky Kush got my breath stinky 50 thousand large shine on my pinky Women lust me, they say I'm too ghetto They can't trust me, my timeline be filled with his bitch He wanna bust me, Mira Mira talk Coca Cola deals, big scales Doing different shit, Alaska SnapChatting at Wheels Donnie My prognosis is atrocious out the
black wraith Fly shit, never down, I
stay with some faith Ahh Need a
little something that can take me there To a
place that I
can get away from My feelings so far away Somewhere with my head up in the
clouds Suddenly it doesn't feel so loud So far, away, somewhere Dreamt of Ferraris and Ferragamos Raised on the
streets, and married the
marijuana Told the
joint terminate my thoughts like Sarah Conner But it couldn't, but I
smoked with Big, a
badge of honor And Faith, what's fate? Light and 8th and I'm straight That's the
morning But I'mma need a
zip when it's late I
used to sit on the
crate But now I
dip in the
seats Of the
Cherokee The
therapy's a
spliff to the
face (huh?) I'm from the
strain gang and the
mean team Cut the
lights, turn the
beat on, let the
pain bang Light the
joint, the
escape route You heard it from the
Ghost But you should it hear it from Faith now Need a
little something that can take me there To a
place that I
can get away from My feelings so far away Somewhere with my head up in the
clouds Suddenly it doesn't feel so loud So far, away, somewhere Ayo Big, we got it We gon' hold baby-girl down, man Ay, ay, ay Talk now baby