Get Em High (feat. Royce Da 5'9", Symba & Sol ChYld)

Get em' high

Nickel Is back, Black magnificent Jack

Nicholson, moving through the hallways of the movie The Shining

That's how I walk in, just to do a sign in

Then slide off to do a new assignment

Student of Luke and Common

I'm Skywalker, you all on these Ayahuasca trips, beautiful views through a shaman

I'm Pyer Moss and then y'all can keep all your new designers

Gucci and Louboutin and we Uber Jeep Rubicon and

Move through your town like a shooting comet, Cuban shining

King Tutankhamun, buying all of your jeweler diamonds

Chris Lighty taught me you can live faithfully and die gracefully

Be anti ran by agency and be anti white man violating me

Get 'em high

Seen it all, life is a bitch, I'm stuck in a crystal ball

I'm who they call to put **** in position, no Diddy, pause

Blood on my palm, I cook this shit, mix in fentanyl

I kill 'em all, the way they slept on me, this bureau pillow soft

Shannon Sharp, the way they hop out on the opposition

My ****'s Draymond Green if Jordan Poole in the building

Cold talk, Jada and Will, a bunch of swingers

That punch and practice around the best shooters with itchy fingers

I seen everybody disown Gunna for snitching

But got rap friends in court, turn into R&B singers, shit

I been a problem, from any angle, I'm Luka Dončić

Carried double handed with this little uzi

How I'm rockin' eight letters, exit nine, on my back, equaled out

Hmm, I started out, money make you see shit you ain't thought about

They said the rappers don't come outside, looks like we brought 'em out

The last few months, shit, I'm all that they talkin' about

And Courtney, you with Royce, so fuck it, this the new Slaughterhouse

Mercedes 580, got me and my lady falling out

'Cause she see how they hoppin' on my dick when I be hoppin' out

Two-tone Sky-Dweller, double decker, y'all docking out

Black and white diamonds, they be hittin' like Montgomery brow

Oops, I mean Montgomery brawl, I ain't duckin' smoke at all

I would cut my feet off and try to walk 'fore I run from y'all

Sick of feedin' ****, act like I ain't who they eatin' off

This rap shit can turn me to somebody that I gotta be for y'all

Ugh, yeah

Shh, pause

Get em' high

Look, I could never box myself

I been felt the paradox of prima donnas telling me my scripture like designer

Louis the 16th of verses that'll cause a revolution through my cursive

It's all about the execution, right?

I write my sins in fixtures, set in stone this ain't Christopher Robin

Or Walken ain't no Pulp Fiction

Fixating on my mission, ain't impossible, Tom Cruisin' through these obstacles

No optical illusion when my folks spotting at follicles, weak

American dream teamin' down these Dusty Rhodes

Lo and behold, they prophesied a young soul to touch the world like Golden Globes

I overload my pen with lead, and I hang 'em up totem poles

I told 'em, "Pose for the Polaroid," posterize like me dunking on Bol Bol

Oh lord, causal

It ain't too many that can rumble with the mighty lion

If it's them against me, then somebody dyin', and it ain't I

I hate to get under your skin but this St. Ives

It's kinda hard for them to look into insane eyes

Knowing they intentions malicious

All that insecurity gon' scare away the bitches

Everybody wanna eat, who wanna to clean the dishes?

Snakes in the cut, had to remove the stitches

It gets vicous when **** get to fightin' over masters

Get em' high

They gave away 'cause they wanted fame faster

They see me full of light, joy, and laughter

And try to front like I ain't got the shit they after

Oh, **** wanna be indie now, who made it cool?

Who dug a hole in the backyard and made a pool?

My mama like Donald Trump mom, she made a fool

I'm not a wolf in sheep clothing, I'm made of wool

I'm planting seeds and saving stew for when the drought come

I'd rather live life with a dream than without one

Get em' high

Guess I'm more like MLK than Malcom

More in between, I'm open to either outcome

Long as it's income and then some

I got enough dick to share, tell your friends, "Come"

A modern day Avatar, I'm trying to bend some

I made enough cash to donate and then some

My pockets stuffed like dim sum, and there's some

Keep your advice to yourself until you win some

Ha-ha-ha-ha

Bitch