Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Danny Brown
Band
A$AP Rocky
Band
Zelooperz
Band
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rakim "ASAP ROCKY" Mayers
Songwriter
Skylar Eugene Tait
Songwriter
Daniel Sewell
Songwriter
Walter Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skywlkr
Producer
Scott Stallone
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Close my eyes, feel like I'm goin' down
In a elevator, ninety miles an hour
And all I see is stars, and they comin' at me
Sorta like a meteor shower
I said, my forehead's sweaty, my eyelid heavy
Feelin' like I ain't gon' make
'Cause inside my head, like a fireworks show
On the fourth of July, Las Vegas
Said, I'm trippin', I'm slippin'
Feelin' like I just can't move
I done took me a couple more pills
Next thing I know, I'm takin' off my shoes
And I'm walkin' on these clouds like marshmallows
Noddin' off, smellin' like rose pedals
Zonin' out, two-three like a fiend
In hellfire and angel wings
I'm conscious of that world
Connin' science 'bout that world
All these drugs up in me
It's a miracle, I mirror Kurt
I'm numb like a mortician
Goin' dumb with Oakland bitches
They say you hella Bootsy
Rollin' backwood up with them cuts
[Verse 2]
I'm smokin' back to back, back to back, back to back
It's the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off that OG aroma
And my brain goin' on vacation
I'm smokin' back to back, back to back, back to back
It's the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off that OG aroma
And my brain goin' on vacation
Kush coma
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
Get high, my ****, smoke kush
Get fly, my ****, dope looks
So many numbers in my phone book
I could start a mothafuckin' phonebook
Know all the fly bitches gon' look
Like I'm on somethin', tell a bro somethin'
I'm that one ****, bumpin' two pots
Be like three holes, that's a foursome
Fuck **** always wanna hold somethin'
Young hot **** done froze on 'em
Went cold on 'em, beat the golds on 'em
And the clothes on 'im, see the hoes on 'im?
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 'im
Should've died in Hell, but I rose on 'em
In big shades, fuck the hypocrites, die
Times with the tats for the tick-tock
Clock's 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 view
A hundred miles an hour on the ooze, gonna let it loose
A hundred by the sour, molly, flower, and they love the shrooms
That's real rap, I'm statin' facts
Contradiction, can't take it back
Lil' mama's strippin', make it clap
In a kush coma, finna take a nap
I'm out
[Verse 5]
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
[Verse 6]
Half asleep with that cotton mouth
Weed grow house on plantation
Nuggets size of Rakim ring
Got my head lookin' like the fatality screen
Got my mind drippin', gotta get away
From all this bullshit in my way
Knowin' goddamn well when the high go away
Same shit gon' be still in my way
I'm a slave to the sticky ick
So, ****, roll somethin' with me
Been smokin' blunts since high school
Now look at all the bullshit I been through
Wanna pass out, but we stayin' up
****, gotta keep one eye open
'Cause, ****, ain't tryna miss the next time
****, roll up, and we start smokin'
I'm smokin' on that ocho
Got my mind on that cosmos
Sippin' on that purple
Got a **** in slow-mo
Dippin' in that molly
Feelin' like I'm doin' a hundred on a Harley
Tell your baby mama sorry
That was one night, and her don't call me
[Verse 7]
And we smokin' back to back, back to back, back to back
And the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma with that OG aroma
Got my brain goin' on vacation
Said, I'm smokin' back to back, back to back, back to back
On a blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off that OG aroma
Got my brain goin' on vacation
Kush coma
[Verse 8]
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
I am in a kush coma
Written by: Daniel Sewell, Rakim "ASAP ROCKY" Mayers, Skylar Eugene Tait, Walter Williams