Highway Patrol
Bladee Lyrics


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Tryna tell me something, I don't listen
I don't pay attention to these children
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I see green lights, missed misfits smokin' cannabis
THC bliss, I'm a dove, you a counterfeit
Draped in silk, but I ain't pay shit for this outfit
Saw you in the lobby once, Robin jeans, my wings were up
Don't fuck with me, I'm Hulk Hogan, you saw my face but I'm so numb

Hundred stacks
Hundred stacks on me
Can't leave, can't be free
Hunnid stacks
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I don't pay attention to these children
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
Hunnid stacks on me, VIP, bitch
Hundred stacks
Hundred stacks on me
Can't leave, can't be free
Hunnid stacks

(Stacks on me)
Yeah, I got the knife, I don't wanna use it tonight
Let the stars decide if I'm gonna live or die
Gonna lose my mind, runnin', runnin' through the night
Creepin' up outside, with my team, you know I'm high
Pull up with no lights, blowin' smoke, drinkin' ice
What's your blood type, what does it taste like?
Ridin' on my bike when this rain is comin' down
All my boys can fly, we're like angels in the night

Hundred stacks
Hundred stacks on me
Can't leave, can't be free
Hunnid stacks
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I don't pay attention to these children
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
Hunnid stacks on me, VIP, bitch
We roll up

Louis, Gucci, Polo, I rock all that shit every day
Catch me in a four-door with Yung Sherman, hop out in LA
Buildings fallin' down, I need money, I need mine today
You can do it how you like, I know I'm stuck up in my ways
I woke up in a Gucci linen bed, I'm feelin' fine today
Make it rain, I make it burn
Take my chances, take my turns




Runnin' up the highway on a mission
Runnin' up the highway on a mission, mission

Overall Meaning

In Bladee's song "Highway Patrol," the lyrics convey a sense of detachment and indifference towards the world around him. He begins by stating that he doesn't pay attention or listen to what others are trying to tell him. The reference to "these children" suggests that he sees others as immature or insignificant, further emphasizing his disregard for their opinions. He describes himself as running up the highway on a mission, symbolizing his determination and focus on his own goals.


Bladee then mentions the influence of drugs, specifically "THC bliss," highlighting his altered state of mind. He contrasts himself with someone wearing expensive clothing (Robin jeans) by saying that he didn't pay for his outfit, suggesting a disregard for material possessions or societal norms. He asserts his own identity by comparing himself to Hulk Hogan, an icon known for strength and independence.


The chorus repeats the phrase "hundred stacks," suggesting a significant amount of money, which is associated with power and freedom. However, the line "can't leave, can't be free" contradicts this notion, hinting at a feeling of entrapment or being tied down by his circumstances.


In the second verse, Bladee mentions having a knife but expresses reluctance to use it. He lets fate decide if he will live or die, implying a willingness to surrender control over his own destiny. He describes running through the night, feeling intoxicated and surrounded by his team. The line "we're like angels in the night" portrays a sense of euphoria and invincibility.


Later in the song, Bladee mentions various luxury brands like Louis, Gucci, and Polo, emphasizing his material possessions. He acknowledges his own stubbornness and admits to being stuck in his ways. Despite his wealth and success, there is a hint of emptiness or a desire for something more, as he expresses the need for money and his eagerness to seize opportunities.


Overall, "Highway Patrol" reflects Bladee's detached attitude towards others and his focus on his own ambitions and desires. The lyrics depict a sense of nihilism, mixed with moments of euphoria and a constant thirst for more.


Line by Line Meaning

Tryna tell me something, I don't listen
I disregard attempts to communicate with me


I don't pay attention to these children
I ignore the immaturity and insignificance of others


Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I am aggressively pursuing my goals and objectives


I see green lights, missed misfits smokin' cannabis
I notice the opportunities and unconventional individuals indulging in marijuana


THC bliss, I'm a dove, you a counterfeit
I experience euphoria from THC and consider myself pure, while viewing others as fake


Draped in silk, but I ain't pay shit for this outfit
I wear luxurious clothing without having to spend any money on it


Saw you in the lobby once, Robin jeans, my wings were up
I encountered you in a public space wearing expensive jeans, feeling confident and superior


Don't fuck with me, I'm Hulk Hogan, you saw my face but I'm so numb
Do not challenge or confront me, as I possess strength and resilience despite feeling emotionally detached


Hundred stacks
Large amount of money


Can't leave, can't be free
Feeling trapped and unable to experience freedom


Hunnid stacks on me, VIP, bitch
I have a significant amount of money on me, I am treated like a VIP


Yeah, I got the knife, I don't wanna use it tonight
I possess a weapon but have no intention of using it tonight


Let the stars decide if I'm gonna live or die
I leave my fate in the hands of the universe, whether I will survive or perish


Gonna lose my mind, runnin', runnin' through the night
I will gradually lose my sanity while relentlessly moving through the darkness of the night


Creepin' up outside, with my team, you know I'm high
Sneaking up outside with my group, it's evident that I am under the influence of drugs


Pull up with no lights, blowin' smoke, drinkin' ice
Arriving without headlights, exhaling smoke from my mouth, and drinking alcoholic beverages


What's your blood type, what does it taste like?
Asking about someone's blood type, curious about its flavor or metaphorically questioning their true essence


Ridin' on my bike when this rain is comin' down
Biking while rain is falling from the sky


All my boys can fly, we're like angels in the night
My companions and I possess a transcendent quality, resembling nighttime angels


Louis, Gucci, Polo, I rock all that shit every day
I proudly wear luxury brands like Louis Vuitton, Gucci, and Polo on a daily basis


Catch me in a four-door with Yung Sherman, hop out in LA
You will find me riding in a four-door vehicle with Yung Sherman, arriving in Los Angeles


Buildings fallin' down, I need money, I need mine today
As society crumbles, I urgently require money, desiring to secure what is rightfully mine


You can do it how you like, I know I'm stuck up in my ways
You have the freedom to act as you please, but I am aware that I am stubbornly set in my own patterns and habits


I woke up in a Gucci linen bed, I'm feelin' fine today
I started my day waking up in a luxurious Gucci linen bed, feeling excellent


Make it rain, I make it burn
I spend money extravagantly, both literally and metaphorically causing destruction


Take my chances, take my turns
I am willing to take risks and embrace opportunities as they come


Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I am aggressively pursuing my goals and objectives


We roll up
We arrive confidently and assertively


Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I am aggressively pursuing my goals and objectives


Hunnid stacks on me, VIP, bitch
I have a significant amount of money on me, I am treated like a VIP


Hundred stacks
Large amount of money


Hundred stacks on me
Large amount of money on my person


Can't leave, can't be free
Feeling trapped and unable to experience freedom




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Carl-Mikael Berlander, Axel Tufvesson, Mike Dean, Jonatan Leandoer Hastad

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@Yazuroshi

Tryna tell me something, I don't listen
I don't pay attention to these children
R-R-R-Runnin' off the highway on a mission
I see green lights, mis-misfits smokin' cannabis
THC bliss, I'm a thug , you a counterfeit
Draped in silk, but I ain't pay shit for this outfit
Saw you in the lobby once, robin jeans, my wings were off
Don't fuck with me, I'm Hulk Hogan
You saw my face, but I'm soo numb

[Hook: Yung Lean]
I got stacks, I got lots of stacks on me
Can't leave can't be free, I got stacks
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I don't pay attention to these children
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
Hunnid stacks on me, VIP, bitch
We roll-
I got stacks, I got lots of stacks on me
Can't leave can't be free, I got stacks
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I don't pay attention to these children
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
Hunnid stacks on me, VIP, bitch
We roll up!

[Verse 2: Bladee]
Yeah I got the knife, I don't wanna use it tonight
Let the stars decide if I'm gonna live or die
Gonna lose my mind, running running through the night
Creeping up outside with my team you know I'm high
Pull up wth no lights, blowing smoke, drinking ice
What's your blood type, what does it taste like?
Riding on my bike, rain this rain is coming down
All my boys can fly, we're like angels in the night

[Hook: Yung Lean]
I got stacks, I got lots of stacks on me
Can't leave can't be free, I got stacks
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I don't pay attention to these children
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
Hunnid stacks on me, VIP, bitch
We roll up!

[Verse 3: Yung Lean]
Louis, gucci, polo, I rock all that shit everyday
Catch me in a four door with yung sherman, hop out in LA
Buildings fallin' down, I need money, I need mine today
You could do all you like, I know I'm stuck up in my ways
I woke up in a gucci linen bed, I'm feelin' fine today
Make it rain, I make it burn, take my chances, take my turn
Runnin' up the highway on a mission, runnin' up the highway on a mission.



@lukario1889

Verse 1: Yung Lean]
Tryna tell me something, I don't listen
I don't pay attention to these children
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I see green lights, missed misfits smokin' cannabis
THC bliss, I'm a dove, you're a counterfeit
Draped in silk, but I ain't pay shit for this outfit
Saw you in the lobby once
Robin jeans, my wings were up
Don't fuck with me I'm Hulk Hogan, you saw my face but I'm so numb

[Chorus: Yung Lean]
Hundred stacks, hundred stacks on me
Can't leave, can't be free, hunnid stacks
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I don't pay attention to these children
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
Hunnid stacks on me, VIP, bitch
Hundred stacks, hundred stacks on me
Can't leave, can't be free, hunnid stacks
(Stacks on me)

[Verse 2: Bladee]
Yeah, I got the knife, I don't wanna use it tonight
Let the stars decide if I'm gonna live or die
Gonna lose my mind, runnin', runnin' through the night
Creepin' up outside, with my team, you know I'm high
Pull up with no lights, blowin' smoke, drinkin' ice
What's your blood type, what does it taste like?
Ridin' on my bike when this rain is comin' down
All my boys can fly, we're like angels in the night

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[Chorus: Yung Lean]
Hundred stacks, hundred stacks on me
Can't leave, can't be free, hunnid stacks
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I don't pay attention to these children
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
Hunnid stacks on me, VIP, bitch
We roll up!

[Verse 3: Yung Lean]
Louis, Gucci, Polo, I rock all that shit every day
Catch me in a four-door with Yung Sherman, hop out in LA
Buildings fallin' down, I need money, I need mine today
You can do it how you like, I know I'm stuck up in my ways
I woke up in a Gucci linen bed, I'm feelin' fine today
Make it rain, I make it burn
Take my chances, take my turns

[Outro]
Runnin' up the highway on a mission
Runnin' up the highway on a mission, mission



All comments from YouTube:

@Rizeebullz

Filmed in Miami before shit went crazy...

@louisthompson3762

Fader interview

@obi_the_president

What?

@Dylan-xy2jx

what happened

@chloewilliams3048

+Dylan Hecker he went crazy. Look up his interview with fader.

@toxxsiick9214

yung was addicted to coke, xanax and lean, he had and overdose and allegedly stared to destroy the condo in Miami and went abit crazy from partying to hard, he ended up in the hospital and he got worried about the files on his hardrive, so he called up a buddy also in miami to bring it to him, sadly the guy was under the influence of xanex and crashed his car and passed away. lean was in a mental hopital after that for a few days, and spent the summer away from the rockstar life with his dad to sober up. if you do some research you will start to understand the deep meaning behind his videos, for example, miami ultras music video will make more sense after you know what he had to go through. the reason you havnt heard about this is because he obviously doesnt like talking about it, but there is a well written article briefly explaining what happened.

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Immortal third eye shit.

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