[Intro: Vince Staples]
You are now tuned into the tomb of Jehova,
Play my tunes loud enough to shake the room, what's the holdup?
Heard the world is endin' soon, I assumed that they told ya,
They tryna dinosaur us,
So now it's time to go up.
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
The roof is on fire,
She wet like Barbra Streisand,
Police everywhere,
It's like a nigga killed a white man,
I just wanna find a baby mama 'fore the night end,
So don't be comin' 'round Vince,
On that batter ram shit,
On that 911 shit,
Need a missus brown as Missy,
I can have some fun with,
Them slave bones make Grace Jones,
Don't stop, bitch, stay focused,
They hated on us since days of Moses,
Let my people go crazy,
Them stars fallin', don't chase 'em.
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
[Verse 2: 2D]
Attack on Iraq,
It's on a line,
Typing it fast
Then it's slipping my mind.
Oh, when I'm drunk,
I'm spirited back,
I fall in a fire, then I save myself,
Then I get advantage
'Cause the feeling's so raw.
In these times of sedition,
Well, nothing is dull,
And I'm moving into stillness,
And recalling it all,
And I'm a lover, just a lover, just a lover, just a lover, just a...
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
[Verse 3: Vince Staples]
All these liberated women sitting in my lap,
I'm finna catch a body like I got a gun and badge,
I'm finna turn Obama to my patna 'fore he dash,
Pull up to his pad, wipe my ass with the flag,
I'm just playin', baby, this the land of the free,
Where you can get a Glock and a gram for the cheap,
Where you can live your dreams long as you don't look like me,
Be a puppet on a string, hangin' from a fuckin' tree.
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
The sky's fallin', baby,
Drop that ass 'fore it crash. Higher!
