Touch the Sky Lyrics

I could touch the sky

Touch the sky

I could touch the sky

Touch the sky

I could touch the sky

Touch the sky

I could touch the sky

Touch the sky

I could touch the sky

Touch the sky

I could touch the sky

Touch the sky

I could touch the sky

Touch the sky

I could touch the sky

Touch the sky

I just took a puff of Runtz, I'ma talk to god

When I'm geeking off the yeah, I can read room

Foreign seas, foreign girls, take her to the room

With my Runtz pack I could take you to the moon

Overseas, ain't nothing special 'bout the wheels I ride

Call me Doctor Strange, my watch got stones, I froze the time

Late night in my head, I'm thinking why'd you go and lie

That's some shit that'll prolly never ever leave my mind

Whitney from the H said she love to sip on pink

Post Malone the Porsche, I gave it blue candy paint

I don't do no chasers, yeah, I drink my liquor straight

We gon' have some fun, call the plug, bring an eighth

Feel like Iverson, smoking weed and sipping drink, shit I'm crossed

Got my pockets fat, I call 'em Rick Ross

And I stayed the same, undercover boss, mm

You could add a supra to my list of cars, woah

When I spend, I spend, I don't know the cost, nah

Talking crazy, X you out just like Kaws, damn

I could buy a home with all the jewelry I lost, shit

Tryna dress like me, this expensive floss, yeah

I'ma call you Elon Musk, you can't get these threads

Keep on talking like you want it, you gon' get the X

I'm a sleeper pick, I never won best dressed

Brother copped an AMG, dropping checks

I'ma call up B to come and handle threats, mm

I'ma star up in the corner like I aced my test

When I'm floating in the club, I wear my Prada shades

Yeah, I'm geekin', I can't even let them see my face, mm

All this liquor and weed hitting like the bass, mm

But I love the feeling, dragon make me chase, mm

But it's only temp, tell me why it gotta fade

Tell me why it gotta, mm, mmm, mmm