Dark Fantasy lyrics

[Hook: Justin Vernon & Teyana Taylor]
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
They like who's that n*gga inside of the two door
Whip doors like the inside of a fruit bowl
Oh your flow lukewarm
n*gga my dough too long
I ain't gotta buy it I'm surviving off of coupons
Who the best?
So who the f*ck is it
And if it ain't me
Then who f*ck is it?
A section with some bottles, and not too much in it
Nowadays it's all it takes for us to f*ck b*tches
So let's get a drink on
My heart is filled, mink on
Money filled something like I just took Brink's home
What's longer my money or my link on
I'm navigating women I don't even drive a Lincoln
I shine so bright you woulda swore I had pink on
Neck so froze like I got the roller rink on
As far as your mouth goes you need to put a pint on
'Cause all I hear is run, run, running like the sink on
Damn
[Hook: Justin Vernon, Teyana Taylor & Tory Lanez]
Can we get much higher? Yes we can So high
Why yes, why yes Oh, oh, oh Why yes we can get higher
Oh, oh, oh, oh Look

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Spent a [?] and women we get between 'em
And keep 'em here for the weekend, Australian, Puerto Rican
Do more than freakin' but more to speak when they exploring why my aura beacon
For this season is more glorious than all the deacons
Still notorious n*gga she call me Morpheus
And we ain't have to grind our choice 'cause they was forcing us
Still the voice of the poorest of all the poorest
It's getting green like a forest and enemies can't ignore it
And my engine gets so loud a n*gga just gotta floor it
I got more than a Ford Explorer to explore it
And I'm out with a Lauren, it's South for Ralph Lauren
And the game nearly died I put mouth to mouth on it
Meet my meat come put your scalp on it
I don't vouch on it I could throw a house on it
Make a n*gga money get low letharge on it
It's me and three b*tches b*tch you might as well join it, yeah

[Hook: Justin Vernon, Teyana Taylor & Tory Lanez]
Can we get much higher? Fly Fresco baby So high
What's poppin' Jay Oh, oh, oh Harlem what's good baby
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? It's the movement So high
Time is money Oh, oh, oh Yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh Canada all the way baby, one hunnid
[Outro: Tory Lanez]
Mr. Peterson January 1st
I'm taking over
n*ggas already know the time
Fly Fresco
Fresco know we gettin' the best though
What's poppin' Ciravo
Making my vocals sound so nice