time travel Songtext
von Machine Gun Kelly & Trippie Redd

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Yeah, when I die, leave my chains on
When I′m alive I roll it, light it, smoke it, get me high
But that's just how I brainstorm
Ain′t this what we made for?
Light a blunt, jump on a cloud and then I fly away
And I can make it rainstorm

I've been up, this day four, choppin' up cocaine more
Pullin′ out in that Wraith car, pistol in the side door (oh)
What you feel alive for?
This ain′t what we cry for
This ain't what we die for
Keep a missile, that′s my sidearm


Leave out the crib, in all black, with a mask
Got me feelin' like Christian Bale
I gotta cross out the faces on pictures (oh-oh)
′Cause everyone dead or end up in jail
F- his - from the back
But I won't say her name, ′cause I do not kiss and tell (oh)
Know that I'm Heaven-sent, but off the medicine
B-, I might just give 'em hell

We gon′ ride for this, they gon′ die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this
We gon' ride for this, they gon′ die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this

Don't got time for this, out of my mind for this
Too one-sided, -, and I see both sides of -
It′s for life with this, it's on sight with this
We got sights for this, got my stripes from this

When I die, put my gang on
They know where my grave goin′
Bury me back in Cleveland inside of the coffin
Sleepin' with the fangs on
I'm a real demon, keep a chainsaw
Might fuck this - with my chains on
Don′t ever let the money change y′all
I was high as fuck in the ozone


She was high as - off the unknown
She gon' blow like a trombone
We gon′ let off the drumroll, that's a drum solo

Anemic with the -, a heater with the -
I′m hittin' like I′m Derek Jeter with the -
I'm sleepin' with the -
I′m paranoid, keep me a reaper with the -
They creepin′ with the -
I'm geekin′ off the -, I'm tweakin′ off the -
I chop a line and then I eat it off a -
I'm mafioso with the meetings in this -
They prayin′ I don't got my demons in this -

Shawty fuckin' sucked the semen off my -
I′m a demon child, real heathen in this -
They want the smoke, bring the heat like a BIC
Ice on my neck, turn the heat on lil′ -
I could start up the car with the key to this -
You ain't wanna be down, why agree to this -?
Fuck the world, want it all, I′m a greedy, lil' -
Big Redd got the sauce baked ziti, lil′ -

We gon' ride for this, they gon′ die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this
We gon' ride for this, they gon' die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this

Don′t got time for this, out of my mind for this
Too one-sided, -, and I see both sides of -
It′s for life with this, it's on sight with this
We got sights for this, got my stripes from this

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-whoa-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh