Odd Future - Up Lyrics
[Verse 1: Tyler]The Supreme Tee is kinda dingyPass the *****ing puffer nigga stingy with the usher, let it burnSkate session with my niggasOn a cloud, where's my inhaler, I can't even breathI don't smoke weedBut I'm on a cloud high enough to give me a nose bleedSay farewell to the brain cells, neutrons can smell usMy niggas keep enough green to get a bush jealousRoll tighty, the joint righty, go buy a labelAnd busters don't get the zimper in Chris Righty, alrightyOr maybe a swisher, I begin to kiss herKeep all the arms and limbs in a large binMy niggas keep mary jane like a *****ing TarzanIn the *****in toilet where my bars beenThey been the shit since Riley figured out she really likes Dark menDomo hitting bowls, nether size of coldRolling a whole nother blunt the size of a trollDavon on paroll, so if the highway patrolSees us rolling to 7-11 to get a ArizonaAnd some donuts, he'll be in a hole, but were not gona let it happenIm not talking music when I say were the best at wrappingThe kush, coke brittleing, and mushroom caps in my system, um[Verse 2: Hodgy]I break number 2 pencils cause I write so strongTyler rolling up a stick so when it lights, so longBrass monkey, clarinet, ten drop in the gongGas mask, vaporizer, tranquilize you with the bongImagine gas and laxing, puff passing past tenseFuture kush, cool tour, poke your arms blue orDream, smoke white like vanilla bean ice creamBesides OF, Mary Jane and me make a nice teamPause, aw you getting to fat *****Much is gaining is weight is, *****ing automaticCan't fit into the plus size of that sack's fifthShe get high, get down on hot dogs and pick up the cat *****The powder is packed in the straw, Sammy claim he like chowderNostrils are allowed to scream white powerOverdose in a quince then detox, she rocksGot em sweating like they inhaling on she copsAnd we the drug, and we the drug, and we the drug***** I'm high as *****, just let it sing to you[Verse 3: Domo]I stay in the sky so there's no way you can get fly as meNiggas wish that some point in theyre life they will get high as meNever though, got 'em going through the roof with hella smokeWith towels under the door hoping no one outside smell the dro***** it, I'm blazieing up, bad ***** craving dustSo I passed it to her with last in juicey before waking upStrong dank leave your main *****es with throat achesOne of em half bakeing, half dressed cause her clothes stankRolling paper skills, it's the time I showcaseSo rush down, *****es want a star beat like old babesWhere Divon at? Cause he can Zieir tooBig Cam blowing, you can even call LyonalTyler dog, hit it once for the gameGive it to Hodgy Beats then dish it off to the BrainMy eyes heavy, someone give me a orange juiceLouie V shades so my thoughts don't support youThoughts decreases, hungry bowls on my torsoPaper plate or paper plane, can I please aboard you, you, youUh, ayo Vyron, light that one[Brigde]Kush, coke, X, mushroomI'm high as *****[Verse 4: Tyler]I'm Atheist, so I let the blunt bless herHigher then a fat nigger ***** blood pressureOn the dresser is the kush compressorThat four cents of bags of fluorescent flower pedalsTake a hit of this shit, inviting some*****es over to the crib, take a sniff, feeling numbBaby girl, this is love, mixed with cokeAnd the eighty proof is in the pudding, so is a pint of cumThis is fun, don't you even try to runGet you high, get you drunk, oh wait, your not even realThis is fake, snow white is in my nasalI don't even think I'm able, the shimmy passed the tableWithout tripping on cables, me and Travis cryingEarl is probably dying, Sedrick licking wallsAnd all of us tripping balls, Hodgy Beats in a tranceI'm in a submissive stance, I'm not *****ing playingWhen I say call the ambulance, shitCall the *****ing ambulanceI can't feel me, call the.. I can't *****ing breathI'm not *****ing.. this isn't.. What the ***** is this he..Yo call the ambulance, my heart is beating too fastI'm bout to.. Open a *****ing window
