Travis Scott — 12 Disciples

[Chorus] I'm floatin' high, don't talk to me I'm rollin' high, don't bother me So follow me, yeah, come and follow me In the night streets, dim the lights, please [Verse 1] What the fuck they want? I'm drunk as hell Fuck work today, I wanna get some tail Damn my little nigga graduated, man, I wish him well Now there's no more breaking them pies And making that bail for them scales Step across that fence and that's your life When I run that town, that whip about town size Four chains, they hang on my neck, was dipped in that brown rice You think something wrong 'cause your shit don't shine bright But ain't nothing wrong 'cause your shit don't shine bright [Chorus] I'm floatin' high, don't talk to me I'm rollin' high, don't bother me So follow me, yeah, come and follow me In the night streets, dim the lights, please [Verse 2] It was Friday, what a night, what a situation My nigga Chase momma called cause he missed that graduation He told her, "Momma please, have a drink, have a little bit patience 'Cause soon we would be riding in a car with a little ventilation" Pastor said that we gotta move to congregation I'm looking for salvation, but I'm drowning in the revelations XX revolution, this inauguration to the whole nation If it ain't no head, no sex, then it's masturbation [Chorus] I'm floatin' high, don't talk to me I'm rollin' high, don't bother me So follow me, yeah, come and follow me In the night streets, dim the lights, please