Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gateway, artist - Hustle Gang. Album song We Want Smoke, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grand hustle
Song language: English
Gateway |
Boo just pass me the Percocet |
But I don’t know if shit workin' yet |
Tokyo pass me the drank |
'Night I ain’t really tryna think |
We walkin' through the gateway drug |
Going way way up |
I swear I can see the ceiling |
I’m faded feelin' |
A cold nigga ain’t never chillin' with no fake chillers |
Pussy money and religion, who ain’t willin'? |
I think this bogus |
She sent me her addie', got an Addy to help her focus |
Snuck her a line of coke |
But dope ain’t nobody notice |
Got the shroom with the lemon juice |
High as a flying lotus |
Room spinnin' (Room spinnin') |
Fanta chuckin' the duce in it |
Who trippin' (Who trippin') |
Mmkay well that’s who business |
DMT and MDMA in the DNA |
Whatever you rollin' she hope it’s laced with nothing safe (Unsafe) |
'Cause these minds race without the brakes (Without the brakes) |
We still here through God’s grace (God's grace) |
Sativa hit ya like Sharkeisha |
You get too high I kick your ass out like Martin and Gina |
Boo just pass me the Percocet |
But I don’t know if shit workin' yet |
Tokyo pass me the drank |
'Night I ain’t really tryna think |
We walkin' through the gateway drug |
Going way way up |
It seem like I done got so high, I think I’m kissing angels |
The weed broaden my horizons, I see different angles |
But if I take another Perc it’ll put me right in motion |
Don’t need no candy, you mix Codine with the right potion |
Let me get the blue Fanta |
I make you trip and wanna threesome with these two dancers |
I’m super lit that we got faded like a color T |
I’m painting pictures it was me, Mona, and Lisa in the |
Blink of an eye it was like me, Mya, and Keyshia |
Must be seeing shit that ain’t who I was leavin' with |
Don’t take the whole thing, here we can share |
Take a piece of this, you ever get so high you get to prayin' Lord listen |
You gotta bring me back down, I’m serious Lord hear me |
I swear I won’t get high again |
So before our battle we can not be tryin' to fly again |
Back to kissin' angels down, why am I so high? |
Boo just pass me the Percocet |
But I don’t know if shit workin' yet |
Tokyo pass me the drank |
'Night I ain’t really tryna think |
Walkin' through the gateway drug |
Going way way up |
Shit, who is but the dopest so far from hopeless |
Tide clean you niggas soapless, my dick golden |
Get Rick Owens |
Rollie on my wrist, it cost my forty racks |
The OG hit the blunt he had a heart attack |
Damn, they just sent a text, and I didn’t write her back |
We got money and respect, now where my power at? |
Sip, throwback a Perc and Dro shoulder lean |
I ain’t smellin' none of you niggaa but my nose clean |
Might have bitches sniffin' lines till they nose bleed |
I’m higher than Meth and Red in How High on that ivory hallucinate |
Shouldn’t have never ate them damn shrooms |
Got me like wild and revving up in my damn room, I might be trippin' |
Hundred K, my Bent sleep in the interview tell management to blame the Xana |
I thought it was some candy |
Boo just pass me the Percocet |
But I don’t know if shit workin' yet |
Tokyo pass me the drank |
'Night I ain’t really tryna think |
Walkin' through the gateway drug |
Going way way up |
Walkin' through the gateway drug |
Going way way up |