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Yung Lean - Highway Patrol (Feat. bladee)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Lean
Yung Lean
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonatan Leandoer Håstad
Jonatan Leandoer Håstad
Composer
Benjamin Reichwald
Benjamin Reichwald
Composer
Axel Tufvesson
Axel Tufvesson
Composer
Carl-Mikael Berlander
Carl-Mikael Berlander
Composer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Composer

Songtexte

Tryna tell me something, I don't listen I don't pay attention to these children Runnin' off the highway on a mission I see green lights, missed, misfits smokin' cannabis THC bliss, I'm a thug, you a counterfeit Draped in silk, but I ain't pay shit for this outfit Saw you in the lobby once, Robin's Jeans, my wings were off Don't fuck with me, I'm Hulk Hogan You saw my face but I'm so numb I got a lot stacks I got lots of stacks on me Can't leave, can't be free I got stacks Runnin' up the highway on a mission I don't pay attention to these children Runnin' up the highway on a mission Hunnid stacks on me, V.I.P., bitch I got stacks I got lots of stacks on me Can't leave, can't be free I got stacks (Stacks on me) Yeah, I got the knife, I don't wanna use it tonight Let the stars decide if I'm gonna live or die Gonna lose my mind, runnin', runnin' through the night Creepin' up outside, with my team, you know I'm high Pull up with no lights, blowin' smoke, drinkin' ice What's your blood type? What does it taste like? Ridin' on my bike, rain, this rain is comin' down All my boys can fly, we're like angels in the night I got a lot stacks I got lots of stacks on me Can't leave, can't be free I got stacks Runnin' up the highway on a mission I don't pay attention to these children Runnin' up the highway on a mission Hunnid stacks on me, V.I.P., bitch We roll up! Louis, Gucci, Polo, I rock all that shit everyday Catch me in a four door with Yung Sherman, hop out in L.A. Buildings fallin' down, I need money, I need mine today You can do it all you like, I know I'm stuck up in my ways I woke up in a Gucci linen bed, I'm feeling fine today Make it rain, I make it burn Take my chances, take my turns Runnin' up the highway on a mission Runnin' up the highway on a mission, mission
Writer(s): Mike Dean, Carl-mikael Berlander, Jonathan Leandoer Hastad, Axel Tufvesson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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