XV - The Dark Horse lyrics

[Hook] Can we get much higher? So high oh Can we get much higher? So high oh Can we get much higher? So high oh Can we get much higher? So high oh [Verse 1] They telling Vizzy to k** it but that's obvious Ace or Jesse Ventura, either way, I'm gon body it n***as play cool and jump the shark on some Fonzie sh** Crazy, my hustle from just being Po' got me rich Paid in full b**h, Slick Rick, j**elry on I k**ed the web hit Safari with the Google Chrome And every track user share is Media Fire Who that dude k**ing the venue, and is he for hire? Yup, you can ask Mr. Maysonet That's why I be on planes like the state I rep Little n***as on blogs try to hate on X But they ain't got the Kevin Hart to say with they chest n***a So f** that hater, one man rap Laker One hand behind the back, lay up on these half players That n***a on Rap Radar is a rap raider Feeling like Wiz on his last papers saying… [Hook] Can we get much higher? Oh (Repeating) [Verse 2] Is this what we doing tonight? Yeah, I think we winning Like coming home from the dentist, I just got a filling Where making it is the hero, being broke is the villain Clouds are the ground and the moon is the ceiling Victory is close, the question is will I wait? Why? When I catch her like a predator on Dateline I'm like a bust when I bust, I don't waste lines ‘Cause there's a world outside I'm trying to make mine Drop an album, win a Grammy, put my boys on Then I roll with the dough on a croissant Big house in Japan with a koi pond Doing this is Double O, you just a decoy Bond The black Daniel Craig throw you off the ledge Now I'm drinking your juice and eating your scrambled eggs The whole crowd standing like the morning pledge Saying I'm the best like morning head yeah ‘Cause what they do in they first 48, I do in 12 Somebody call the first 48, this sh** is k**ed Put me in leagues of Ivy like I went to Yale With tales that the less lyrical n***as couldn't tell Y'all must be after L's like Pollo Loco Put the game in chokehold, stun your day like Stone Cold Out in Japan with a bad chick rocking kimonos She all up in my linen and I ain't talking Yoko Rosetta Stone, I get eight in every language like ocho I'm just way too vocal for these rap locals But I'mma break the door down with the right force Make way for the white knight, dark horse [Hook]