Travis Scott feat. Young Thug - Skyfall (feat. Young Thug) Lyrics

Lyrics Skyfall (feat. Young Thug) - Travis Scott , Young Thug



Ooh, ah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah
Ooh, ah, ooh, ooh, ah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ah
I'm trapped in my conscious
My trap is still bunkin', look at all 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 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 bunky, 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 fallin', the drugs keep on callin'
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 ass, for real (For real, 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, oh, you know that just a rumor
Have you ever got stoned with your motherfuckin' jeweler? (Jeweler)
Scott La Flame, no Rick the Ruler (Ruler), yeah
I don't wanna buy no more (No more)
Your shit ain't gettin' me high no more (No more)
My trap is still bunky, look at all of these hundreds
Might jump with no bungee, I'm gone off that muddy
The drugs keep—
I'm trapped in my conscious (Ooh)
My trap is still bunky, look at all of these hundreds (Ah)
Might jump with no bungee, get lost in the muddy (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah)
I might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy (Ooh, ah)
Where's the love if you love me?
And the sky keep on fallin', the drugs I keep callin' (Ooh, ooh)
They keep pickin' up for me (Ah), they love me
I don't wanna buy no more (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 bungee, I'm gone off that muddy
The drugs keep on callin', the sky keep on fallin'
The drugs keep on callin' (Callin')
The sky keep on fallin', the drugs keep on callin'
The sky keep on fallin' (On fallin')
The drugs keep on callin', the sky keep on fallin' (Fallin')
The sky keep on fallin' (Fallin')
The drugs keep on callin', the sky keep on fallin' (Fallin')
The sky keep on fallin' (Fallin')
The drugs keep on callin', the sky keep on fallin' (Keep on fallin')
(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
A1s, 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 (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 smokin' like an Optimo
All my bitches, they on green, go
They ridin' with heat, ready to sting, bro
I got three hundred bitches like I'm Sosa, ho (Ooh, ah, ooh, ooh, ah)
My jewelry shinin' 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)
I don't wanna buy no more (No more)
Your shit ain't gettin' me high no more (No more)
My trap is still bunky, look at all of these hundreds
Might jump with no bungee, I'm gone off that muddy
The drugs keep—
I'm trapped in my conscious (Ooh, ah)
My trap is still bunky, look at all of these hundreds
Might jump with no bungee, get lost in the muddy (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah)
I might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy (Ooh)
Where's the love if you love me? (Ah)
And the sky keep on fallin', the drugs I keep callin' (Ooh, ooh)
They keep pickin' up for me (Ah), they love me
I don't wanna buy no more (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 bungee, I'm gone off that muddy
The drugs keep on callin', the sky keep on fallin'
Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga



Writer(s): Isaac Earl Bynum, Dominique Jones, Jeffery Lamar Williams


Travis Scott feat. Young Thug - DAYS BEFORE RODEO
Album DAYS BEFORE RODEO
date of release
18-08-2014



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