[Intro: Danny Brown]

Slip!

[Verse 1: Danny Brown]

Close my eyes, feel like I'm going down in an elevator at 90 miles an hour (Yeah)

And all I see is stars and they coming at me sort of like a meteor shower (Uh-uh)

Said, my forehead's sweaty, my eyelids heavy, feeling like I ain't gon' make it (Gon' make it)

'Cause inside my head like a firework show at the 4th of July in Las Vegas (Yes sir)

Said, I'm tripping, I'm slipping (Slipping), feeling like I just can't move (Can't move)

I done took me a couple more pills, next thing I know, I'm taking off my shoes

Said, I'm on walking on these clouds like marshmallows (Ah)

Nodding off, smelling like rose petals (Ah)

Zoning out, two-three, like the fiend in hell fire and angel wings

I'm conscious to that world, connin science 'bout that world (Uh-huh)

All these drugs up in me, it's a miracle I ain't mirror Kurt (Uh-huh)

I'm numb like a mortician, going dumb with Oakland bitches (Bitches)

They say you hella boosie, roll a backwood up with them cookies

[Pre-Chorus: Danny Brown]

I'm smoking, back to back, back to back, back to back

It's the blunt after blunt rotation (Slip)

Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma

And my brain going on vacation (Slip)

I'm smoking, back to back, back to back, back to back

It's the blunt after blunt rotation (Slip)

Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma

And my brain going on vacation, kush coma (Kush coma)

[Chorus: ZelooperZ, Danny Brown & A$AP Rocky]

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 (Check!)

Kush coma, I am in a kush coma

Kush coma, I am in a kush coma

Kush coma, I am in a kush coma (Yeah)

Kush coma, I am in a kush coma (This shit's too easy, suck my dick)

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]

Get high, my niggas smoke kush

Get fly, my niggas, dope looks

So many numbers in my phone book

I could start a mothafuckin' phone book

Know all the fly bitches gonna look

Like I'm on something, tell 'em roll something

I'm that one nigga bumping 2Pac (Uh)

Spin 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, stop

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, finna 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

Lil mommy's stripping, make it clap

In a kush coma, finna take a nap (I'm out)

[Chorus: ZelooperZ]

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 3: Danny Brown]

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 dripping, 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 stayin 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

Sipping 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

[Pre-Chorus: Danny Brown]

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

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

[Chorus: ZelooperZ]

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

[Outro: ZelooperZ]

I am in a kush coma