Highway Patrol
Yung Lean 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

The opening lines of Yung Lean and Bladee’s “Highway Patrol” imply that the singer is being approached by someone with something to tell him, and while he acknowledges their presence, he does not listen to them. This attitude is reflected in the singer’s later assertion that he doesn't pay attention to the “children” he encounters on his mission. This mission is indicated by his continued references to running up the highway, a line which both evokes a sense of urgency and underscores the singer’s quest for something more. Despite the intensity of his pursuit, his detachment from those around him is clear, as he describes himself as a dove compared to others’ counterfeited wings.


The chorus, featuring the repeated refrain “Hundred stacks, hundred stacks on me,” introduces the theme of materialism, as the singer sees his possessions as a constraint on his freedom. This is underscored by the fact that he repeats this line twice more, insisting on his inability to leave or be free despite his wealth. The verses which follow further emphasize the singer’s fugue state, with references to him and his team being high and drinking as they creep around at night. Yet, the final lines of the song demonstrate that he is aware of the dangers of his reckless behavior, as they depict him waking up in Gucci linen, indicating his success, but also a degree of isolation from those around him.


Line by Line Meaning

Tryna tell me something, I don't listen
I am not interested in what you have to say, so do not bother wasting your time trying to tell me anything.


I don't pay attention to these children
I do not give any thought or consideration to people who are not on my level.


Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I am on a specific mission and I am moving quickly towards my objective, as though I am in a high-speed chase on the highway.


I see green lights, missed misfits smokin' cannabis
I see things in a positive light and the people around me who are smoking weed are not important to me because they do not match my level of intelligence or success.


THC bliss, I'm a dove, you a counterfeit
I am feeling a sense of euphoria from the weed, and I am pure and authentic, while those around me who are smoking are not genuine or real.


Draped in silk, but I ain't pay shit for this outfit
I am dressed in luxurious clothing that I did not have to pay for, which shows that I have a level of success and status that allows me to get what I want without putting in much effort.


Saw you in the lobby once, Robin jeans, my wings were up
I saw you in the lobby wearing a certain brand of jeans, while I had my self-assurance and confidence on display.


Don't fuck with me, I'm Hulk Hogan, you saw my face but I'm so numb
Do not mess with me, as I am a powerful figure, like Hulk Hogan. Even if you have seen my face, I am detached and unaffected by anything you say or do.


Hundred stacks
I have $100,000 in cash with me.


Hundred stacks on me
I have $100,000 in cash on my person.


Can't leave, can't be free
I am tied down to my possessions and cannot live freely without them.


Hunnid stacks
I have $100,000 in cash with me.


Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I am on a specific mission and I am moving quickly towards my objective, as though I am in a high-speed chase on the highway.


Hunnid stacks on me, VIP, bitch
I have $100,000 in cash with me and I am in the VIP area, and you should address me with respect.


Yeah, I got the knife, I don't wanna use it tonight
I have a knife with me, but I do not plan on using it tonight.


Let the stars decide if I'm gonna live or die
I will let fate determine whether I will survive or not.


Gonna lose my mind, runnin', runnin' through the night
I am going crazy while running and moving quickly through the darkness of the night.


Creepin' up outside, with my team, you know I'm high
My team is with me as we approach some location and I am feeling the effects of being high.


Pull up with no lights, blowin' smoke, drinkin' ice
We arrive at the location without any lights on, while smoking and drinking.


What's your blood type, what does it taste like?
I am curious about your blood type and what it tastes like.


Ridin' on my bike when this rain is comin' down
I am riding my motorcycle in the rain.


All my boys can fly, we're like angels in the night
All of my friends are able to move through the night effortlessly, like angels.


Louis, Gucci, Polo, I rock all that shit every day
I wear expensive clothing brands such as Louis Vuitton, Gucci, and Polo on a daily basis.


Catch me in a four-door with Yung Sherman, hop out in LA
I can be found driving in a four-door car with Yung Sherman, then suddenly appearing after hopping out in Los Angeles.


Buildings fallin' down, I need money, I need mine today
The world is changing and falling apart, and I need money for my own benefit.


You can do it how you like, I know I'm stuck up in my ways
You can do things in your own way, but I am set in my own ways and will not change.


I woke up in a Gucci linen bed, I'm feelin' fine today
I woke up in a luxurious Gucci bed and I am feeling good today.


Make it rain, I make it burn
I have so much money that I can spend it recklessly, making it rain and burning through it.


Take my chances, take my turns
I am willing to take risks and make decisions that may not be safe or stable.


Runnin' up the highway on a mission
I am on a specific mission and I am moving quickly towards my objective, as though I am in a high-speed chase on the highway.


Runnin' up the highway on a mission, mission
I am moving quickly towards my goal while on the highway, and this is the purpose of my mission.




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.



@Potato0238

Lyrics:

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
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



@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:

@AllStar

This song is timeless 💛

@KASTASPELL

4vr on repeat

@haynerr

life is Roblox

@Kranee

⌚️⌚️⌚️⌚️

@vonthorne8387

all of Leans songs are timeless, but yes.

@OnAirTorso

BRO ALLSTAR?! I never knew u liked yung lean!

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@bryce5134

"What's your blood type, what does it taste like"

Definitely one of bladee's hardest lines lol

@chanelbrixx8987

tbh almost every bladee line is that hard

@ALLSTARDECOURO2

word nibba,word

@originalrainman

U aint a drainer if u think like that

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