Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Kush Coma , by - Danny Brown. Song from the album Old, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fool's Gold
Song language: English
Kush Coma |
| Close my eyes, feel like I’m going down |
| In an elevator at 90 miles an hour |
| And all I see is stars and they coming at me sort of like a meteor shower |
| My forehead’s sweaty, my eyelids heavy, feeling like I ain’t goin' make it |
| 'Cause inside my head’s like a firework show in the 4th July in Las Vegas |
| Said, I’m trippin', I’m slippin', feeling like I just can’t move |
| I done took me a couple more pills |
| Next thing I know, I’m taking off my shoes |
| And I’m on walking on these clouds like marshmallows |
| Nodding off, smellin' like rose petals |
| Zoning out, two-three like the fiend in hell fire and angel wings |
| I’m conscious to that world, conning science 'bout that world |
| All these drugs up in me, it’s a miracle I ain’t mirror Kurt |
| I’m numb like a mortician, going dumb with Oakland bitches |
| They say you hella boosie, roll a backwood up with them cookies |
| I’m smoking, back to back, back to back, back to back |
| It’s the blunt after blunt rotation |
| Now I’m in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my brain going on vacation |
| Kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Get high, my niggas, smoke kush |
| Get fly, my niggas, dope looks |
| So many numbers in my phone book |
| I could start a motherfucking phone book |
| Know all the fly bitches gonna look |
| Like I’m on something, tell 'em roll something |
| I’m that one nigga, bumping two pots |
| Be like three hoes, that’s a foursome |
| Fuck niggas always want to hold something |
| Young hot nigga done froze on 'em |
| Went cold on 'em, beat the golds on 'em |
| And clothes on 'em, see the hoes on 'em? |
| Only fear God, never sold on Him |
| Man, I swear to God, put my soul on Him |
| Life’s a bitch, but she chose on him |
| Should’ve died in Hell, but I rose on 'em |
| In big shades, fuck the hypocrites, die |
| Time let the tats, for the tick, tock |
| Clocks on the wall, fuck your wristwatch |
| Pause, let it stop, hope we get by |
| Bye when I zoom, let it vroom |
| 'Bout a hundred goons with a fume, better let it fuse |
| A hundred miles an hour on the booth, better let it loose |
| A hundred by the sour, molly, flower, and they love the shrooms |
| That’s real rap, I’m stating facts |
| Contradictions, can’t take it back |
| Mommy’s stripping, make it clap |
| In a kush coma, finna take a nap |
| I’m out |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Half asleep with that cotton mouth |
| Weed grow house on plantation |
| Nuggets the size of Rakim rings |
| Got my head looking like a fatality screen |
| Got my mind drippin' |
| Gotta get away from all this bullshit in my way |
| Knowing goddamn well when the high go away |
| Same shit gon' be still in my way |
| I’m a slave to the sticky icky |
| So nigga roll something with me |
| Been smoking blunts since high school |
| Now look at all the bullshit I been through |
| Wanna pass out, but we staying up |
| Nigga gotta keep one eye open |
| 'Cause nigga ain’t tryna miss the next turn |
| Nigga roll up, then we starting smoking |
| I’m smoking on that ocho, got my mind on that cosmos |
| Sippin' on that purple, got a nigga in slo-mo |
| Dipping in that molly, feel like I’m doing 100 on a Harley |
| Tell your baby mama sorry, that was one night and please don’t call me |
| I’m smoking, back to back, back to back, back to back |
| It’s the blunt after blunt rotation |
| Now I’m in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my brain going on vacation |
| Kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |
| Kush coma, I am in a kush coma |