Josiah Nichols - Touch the Sky (feat. Ajap Rocky) Lyrics

Okay Jo
Jo, you're drunk
Okay, you're drunk
Gimmie your keys
Yeah
Free my mind, homicide, multiply (ply by 3)
Touch The Sky, where I'm going, you can't find (cause I can't see)
Issa dime, I'm beside, butterfly (flying free)
Apple pie, in the morning, like a diet
Yeah
We goin' on a cruise ship
Grab your bottles, we pour up and got the blue chips (we got the chips)
Text me in the morning, I'm like who dis?
I can't touch the Heavens, got a loose grip
Uh damn, why you so obnoxious? (leave)
Selling out my tour like an auction (need)
I feel like I'm on my boss shit (boss)
It's just a dream, but I'm cautious
My lean half full, I'm optimistic (my lean)
Yeah the tables turned and they shifted (turn)
Feel like Jesse Owens, I'm olympic (gold)
Look the other way when they suspicious (run)
Take away my problems, I ain't guilty (ah, eeh)
Yeah my ice clean, but I'm filthy (gross)
Bust down water, like I'm Misty (splash)
He don't own me, this ain't the 50's (no)
But my
Heart is fractured, I put the shot right to my face
I need to fade away, I think I need another after
Do the dash, then I dip, like I'm on the Raptors
Standing on the rafters, I need to medicate
Yeah
Free my mind, homicide, multiply (ply by 3)
Touch The Sky, where I'm going, you can't find (cause I can't see)
Issa dime, I'm beside, butterfly (flying free)
Apple pie, in the morning, like a diet
Yeah
We goin' on a cruise ship
Grab your bottles, we pour up and got the blue chips (we got the chips)
Text me in the morning, I'm like who dis?
I can't touch the Heavens, got a loose grip
Yeah
Free my mind, homicide, multiply (ply by 3)
Touch The Sky, where I'm going, you can't find (cause I can't see)
Issa dime, I'm beside, butterfly (flying free)
Apple pie, in the morning, like a diet
Yeah
We goin' on a cruise ship
Grab your bottles, we pour up and got the blue chips (we got the chips)
Text me in the morning, I'm like who dis?
I can't touch the Heavens, got a loose grip
Quesarito, eatin' Cool Ranch Doritos
Yo girl finna suck me, like a mosquito (mosquito)
Drivin' in the Ford, no Maybach
Gettin' ignorant when I hit that boof pack (the boof)
Swervin' so hard, no I don't switch lanes
Flexin' on these bitches tryna get gains (gains)
Cruising round, Kamikaze coupe
In the back seat gettin' blown like soup
All the haters wanna see me fall down
In they corner, lookin' like f*ckin' clowns (boom)
All the money, all the cars, all the ice (ice)
Maybe Imma risk it all, roll the dice
Wrangle your bitch, Ray Mysterio (wrangle)
I'm a nut in ya honey like Cheerio (cheery)
Got a girl in the sheets, call that undercover
Keep that lethal weapon on me, Danny Glover
Yeah
Free my mind, homicide, multiply (ply by 3)
Touch The Sky, where I'm going, you can't find (cause I can't see)
Issa dime, I'm beside, butterfly (flying free)
Apple pie, in the morning, like a diet
Yeah
We goin' on a cruise ship
Grab your bottles, we pour up and got the blue chips (we got the chips)
Text me in the morning, I'm like who dis?
I can't touch the Heavens, got a loose grip