The situation we are in at this time
Neither a good one, nor is it so unblessed
It can change, it can stay the same
I can say, I can make my claim
Hail, hail, hail
Yeah, okay
This shit is outta control
I'm drivin' through Hell and I done brought snow
It's shinin' in here and I done brought glow
I hear the sirens right out the chateau, run me the info
Tryna hear what you did, not how you came close
'Cause I get bobblehead like I done made pro
I made Italian bread like I done made dough
I be all around the map
Write a show by myself like I'm Chelsea Handler
Or write a series 'bout my bitches like I'm Kelsey Grammer
Nicknamed the jet Jayhawk 'cause it's outta Kansas
You know it's Spaldin' in my Tonk', I'm in my esperanza
You know it's slammin' wall to wall
We gotta fill the stands up, with slaps and the anthems
Poetic justice, I got you in all my stanzas
With your model stances, you everything I know about it
Know about it, know about it
Know about it, know about it
Know about it, know about it
Know about it, know about it
What we know
Where you shall go
Power, ah
Uh, yeah
C-notes, B-notes, I took the biggest boat
We stayed down for life, it's like a jingle to do 'em all
We too much involved to spend a single ounce of time
She bust a whole ounce by doin' lines
I had to leave like the leaves do trees
I'm finally home, I wiped the stress, then I touched that sweat
We took 'em 35 to 1 like this shit roulette
Hold up, beg your pardon, we done lit up, every
Set up, told the preacher, "Never finish," that's to say the least
Buy it, never lease it, but I got at-least a
Mobile, Mona type of pieces, Met Gala, night Jesus
Skip it, hit the city, party pack, I got it with me
I'm shotty while I let you with me
I'm too bent to let you ride, barely 'til it's empty
Gotta feel me, pockets dumb fat and I got a skinny
Squad is with me, and that's everything I know about it
I know about it, I know about it
I know about it, I know about it
I know about it, I know about it
I know about it, I know about it
I know about it, I know about it
I know about it, I know about it
Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time
For y'all have knocked her up
I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe
I was not offended
For I knew I had to rise above it all
Or drown in my own shit
Travis Scott - Utopia Album Lyrics
Travis Scott - Utopia Lyrics
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Writer: Raymond Shulman, Andy Votel, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Edward E. Hazel, George Clinton, Jacques Webster, Jahaan Akil Sweet, Kerry Churchill Minnear, Michael G. Dean, Noah D. Goldstein, Victor Derek Shulman
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
THANK GOD
I won't doubt it, I won't
He won't mislead all His followers
Prayin' on the process, minus Spirit
Feel like
Like I'm
Floatin' in my prime time
One life, live it, right now
One life, live it, yeah
Goodbyes, that's life
Fun times, for life
For life, from down my eyes
Thank God I'm free tonight
Ooh
Got God on the line
Tell the devil I'm fine
He always tryin'
Tryin' his best (no question)
Top of the pole, me and my bros
When the story gets old
It's gon' be BMF (muchas gracias)
This shit sound hard
It wasn't made easy
You can't live twice
Thank God I'm breathin' (you are not f*ckin')
We gotta go now
One life, live it, right now
One life, live it, yeah
Goodbyes, that's life
Fun times, for life
For life, from down my eyes
Thank God I breathe tonight (let me in)
Oh
Still no pressure
Thank God, I breathe
'Cause shit I speak is what they need, I tell no lies
I'm still up top, they still can't drop, I'm what they not
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Last tape was filled up with slaps, I just gotta run this shit back
Didn't like the way this shit went down at the awards, I admit it, turned to a beast
This that shit right here that get me goin', after I pop me a piece
Way that we killin' the critics and killin' the hate, might gotta talk to a priest
The way we evolved and knocked down walls, this shit's outrageous
I quarterback calls, I don't like 12, except Tom Brady
Can't short my stock, I still stack tall, you still can't trade me
Storm's a minor but you know she livin' major (that's right, daddy)
When you flyin' up this high, it ain't no cables
Shit so lit, what happen in Vegas, it stay in Vegas
Mornin' time, we check the news, we made the papers
He won't mislead all His followers
Prayin' on the process, minus Spirit
Feel like
Like I'm
Floatin' in my prime time
One life, live it, right now
One life, live it, yeah
Goodbyes, that's life
Fun times, for life
For life, from down my eyes
Thank God I'm free tonight
Ooh
Got God on the line
Tell the devil I'm fine
He always tryin'
Tryin' his best (no question)
Top of the pole, me and my bros
When the story gets old
It's gon' be BMF (muchas gracias)
This shit sound hard
It wasn't made easy
You can't live twice
Thank God I'm breathin' (you are not f*ckin')
We gotta go now
One life, live it, right now
One life, live it, yeah
Goodbyes, that's life
Fun times, for life
For life, from down my eyes
Thank God I breathe tonight (let me in)
Oh
Still no pressure
Thank God, I breathe
'Cause shit I speak is what they need, I tell no lies
I'm still up top, they still can't drop, I'm what they not
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Last tape was filled up with slaps, I just gotta run this shit back
Didn't like the way this shit went down at the awards, I admit it, turned to a beast
This that shit right here that get me goin', after I pop me a piece
Way that we killin' the critics and killin' the hate, might gotta talk to a priest
The way we evolved and knocked down walls, this shit's outrageous
I quarterback calls, I don't like 12, except Tom Brady
Can't short my stock, I still stack tall, you still can't trade me
Storm's a minor but you know she livin' major (that's right, daddy)
When you flyin' up this high, it ain't no cables
Shit so lit, what happen in Vegas, it stay in Vegas
Mornin' time, we check the news, we made the papers
Writer: Allen Ritter, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Isaac De Boni, Jacques Webster, Jahmal Gwin, Kanye West, Mark Mbogo, Michael Mule
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
MODERN JAM
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, turn it up, my headphones
To the maker, vibrator
Roof shaker, earthquaker
Annihilator
Yeah
Baby, please get off the 'Gram
I like you better in the stands
I upgrade my only fan
It do or don't need a cam'
This right here my new modern jam
I'm on fire, the new burnin' man
She paid to view, that's a on demand
Hey, Guy-Man, brought him home from France
This shit punk, put it on the Bible
I like a bi girl on a bi-cycle
Then I bought a car, now she feel entitled
My dick so hard, pokin' like the Eiffel
I just need the world, I ain't hard to please
Way I keep the knowledge, think I'm Socrates
I got 'em levitatin' way off their knees
The way I make it jump, I make it hard to breathe
It's like, bright, bright, tight, tight
The annihilator, forever favor
True upgrader, you a shaker
Club breaker
Baby, don't you know I got to go
Got the glow and it got to show
Know it's been a year since I seen the road
Had me inside like I'm on parole
I'm outside like I'm on patrol
I hear the Zeitgeist, now I'm in the zone
You know they say you up when you finally free
It won't feel right if it's only me
If you're scared, nigga, say your grace
I got the formula like I own the race
I got the keys with me like I own the place
If these niggas on top, then I'm outta space
I'd rather spend it on you than on Uncle Sam
Give this shit my all but don't give a damn
Even in the winter it's a summer jam
I told her, "Buckle up," 'cause it's goin' down
It's like, bright, bright
Truth breaker, heartthrob, baby
Feather skater, you true raider
Daka-doo-doo-da
Uh-oh, I know you're lyin'
Outside waitin' in the line
Gettin' told one at a time (oh)
Uh-oh, I know you're lyin'
Outside waitin' in the line
Gettin' told one at a time (oh)
Bounce, baby, I'm in the buildin', baby
Do it, baby, you got my consent, baby
Oh, this the remix, oh, this the remix
Of course, you let me in, she gotta pat me down
Of course, you let me in, she gotta pat me down
The annihilator
Forever favor
To the maker, vibrator
Roof shaker, earthquaker
Annihilator
Yeah
Baby, please get off the 'Gram
I like you better in the stands
I upgrade my only fan
It do or don't need a cam'
This right here my new modern jam
I'm on fire, the new burnin' man
She paid to view, that's a on demand
Hey, Guy-Man, brought him home from France
This shit punk, put it on the Bible
I like a bi girl on a bi-cycle
Then I bought a car, now she feel entitled
My dick so hard, pokin' like the Eiffel
I just need the world, I ain't hard to please
Way I keep the knowledge, think I'm Socrates
I got 'em levitatin' way off their knees
The way I make it jump, I make it hard to breathe
It's like, bright, bright, tight, tight
The annihilator, forever favor
True upgrader, you a shaker
Club breaker
Baby, don't you know I got to go
Got the glow and it got to show
Know it's been a year since I seen the road
Had me inside like I'm on parole
I'm outside like I'm on patrol
I hear the Zeitgeist, now I'm in the zone
You know they say you up when you finally free
It won't feel right if it's only me
If you're scared, nigga, say your grace
I got the formula like I own the race
I got the keys with me like I own the place
If these niggas on top, then I'm outta space
I'd rather spend it on you than on Uncle Sam
Give this shit my all but don't give a damn
Even in the winter it's a summer jam
I told her, "Buckle up," 'cause it's goin' down
It's like, bright, bright
Truth breaker, heartthrob, baby
Feather skater, you true raider
Daka-doo-doo-da
Uh-oh, I know you're lyin'
Outside waitin' in the line
Gettin' told one at a time (oh)
Uh-oh, I know you're lyin'
Outside waitin' in the line
Gettin' told one at a time (oh)
Bounce, baby, I'm in the buildin', baby
Do it, baby, you got my consent, baby
Oh, this the remix, oh, this the remix
Of course, you let me in, she gotta pat me down
Of course, you let me in, she gotta pat me down
The annihilator
Forever favor
Writer: Derrick Ordogne, Dion Norman, Jacques Webster, Jimi Stephen Payton, Michael G. Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
MY EYES
When I stare in your eyes
You'll be there forever
To watch our life (to watch our life together)
You just like going to Heaven (my heart)
Oh, your vanity
I'm fallin', and I'm drownin'
But you're takin' me
One thousand on my feet
Stacks spreaded on my seat
Ten thousand on my eyes
Rollie Pollie on my wrist
Gotta make a flight, big day, slummin' on FaceTime
Fifty K, wonderin' why I'm stormin' off, no race
Emboldened by the bliss
I was sworn in by a kiss
Late from the country cadence
No peacemaker, I sweep up cases
Goin' on a walk with a new suit armor
New suit dead, Bottega, that's on it
Give me the heat from the sleep, then I harm her
Cupid creep in, sleep with a hammer
Three time to get me T-T-T'd
Still same phone, AT&T
Still givin' news very vividly
Beefin' up, f*ck a beef
Smokin' on some vicious type of reefer (huh)
I need no beef, no cheese (yeah)
Even when I eat, they cheat (uh)
Every time we meet, naïve
When I stare in your eyes
Still be there forever
To watch our life (to watch out life together)
You just like going to Heav- (my heart)
One thousand on my feet
Stacks spreaded on my seat
Ten thousand on my eyes (eyes)
Yeah, it's mad how it gets so deep
It's mad how I gets so hot
It's mad how you get me by (by)
It's me, it's me, it's me, it's-
Look in my eyes, tell me a tale
Do you see the road, a map to my soul?
Look, tell me the signs whenever the smoke clear out of my face
Am I picture-perfect, or do I look fried?
All of that green and yellow, that drip from your eyes is tellin'
Tell you demise, I went to my side
To push back the ceilin', and push back the feelings, I had to decide
I replay them nights
And right by my side all I see is a sea of people that ride with me
If they just knew what Scotty would do to jump off the stage and save him a child
The things I created became the most weighted
I gotta find balance and keep me inspired
Yeah, yeah
That shit wild, instead I'm a hero
I took it from zero, LaFlame Usain
I run it from miles, this shit wasn't luck
They got me f*cked up, I put you on bust and take you around
A couple of guys inside of that school, I gave 'em the tools to get it off ground
They say they the ones when they make the errors
Can't look in the mirror, that shit wild
I stand on the stage, I give 'em the rage
No turnin' it down, can't tame it, can't follow it
We do it in streets, we do it for keeps
We do it for rights, got fifty-two weeks
This shit ain't for pleasure, I'm comin' to tweak
This shit is forever and infinity
Number eight, yeah, we write it and wrap it around
I take me beat and I turn into a beast
Bought the crib on a hill, made it harder to reach
Bought a couple more whips 'cause I needed more speed
Bought a couple more watches, I needed more time
Didn't buy the condo, it was smarter to lease
And I bought some more ice 'cause I brought in the heat
Made a cast of my dick, so she never gon' cheat
If I gave you a day in my life or a day in my eyes, don't blink
You'll be there forever
To watch our life (to watch our life together)
You just like going to Heaven (my heart)
Oh, your vanity
I'm fallin', and I'm drownin'
But you're takin' me
One thousand on my feet
Stacks spreaded on my seat
Ten thousand on my eyes
Rollie Pollie on my wrist
Gotta make a flight, big day, slummin' on FaceTime
Fifty K, wonderin' why I'm stormin' off, no race
Emboldened by the bliss
I was sworn in by a kiss
Late from the country cadence
No peacemaker, I sweep up cases
Goin' on a walk with a new suit armor
New suit dead, Bottega, that's on it
Give me the heat from the sleep, then I harm her
Cupid creep in, sleep with a hammer
Three time to get me T-T-T'd
Still same phone, AT&T
Still givin' news very vividly
Beefin' up, f*ck a beef
Smokin' on some vicious type of reefer (huh)
I need no beef, no cheese (yeah)
Even when I eat, they cheat (uh)
Every time we meet, naïve
When I stare in your eyes
Still be there forever
To watch our life (to watch out life together)
You just like going to Heav- (my heart)
One thousand on my feet
Stacks spreaded on my seat
Ten thousand on my eyes (eyes)
Yeah, it's mad how it gets so deep
It's mad how I gets so hot
It's mad how you get me by (by)
It's me, it's me, it's me, it's-
Look in my eyes, tell me a tale
Do you see the road, a map to my soul?
Look, tell me the signs whenever the smoke clear out of my face
Am I picture-perfect, or do I look fried?
All of that green and yellow, that drip from your eyes is tellin'
Tell you demise, I went to my side
To push back the ceilin', and push back the feelings, I had to decide
I replay them nights
And right by my side all I see is a sea of people that ride with me
If they just knew what Scotty would do to jump off the stage and save him a child
The things I created became the most weighted
I gotta find balance and keep me inspired
Yeah, yeah
That shit wild, instead I'm a hero
I took it from zero, LaFlame Usain
I run it from miles, this shit wasn't luck
They got me f*cked up, I put you on bust and take you around
A couple of guys inside of that school, I gave 'em the tools to get it off ground
They say they the ones when they make the errors
Can't look in the mirror, that shit wild
I stand on the stage, I give 'em the rage
No turnin' it down, can't tame it, can't follow it
We do it in streets, we do it for keeps
We do it for rights, got fifty-two weeks
This shit ain't for pleasure, I'm comin' to tweak
This shit is forever and infinity
Number eight, yeah, we write it and wrap it around
I take me beat and I turn into a beast
Bought the crib on a hill, made it harder to reach
Bought a couple more whips 'cause I needed more speed
Bought a couple more watches, I needed more time
Didn't buy the condo, it was smarter to lease
And I bought some more ice 'cause I brought in the heat
Made a cast of my dick, so she never gon' cheat
If I gave you a day in my life or a day in my eyes, don't blink
Writer: Dua Saleh, Ebony Oshunrinde, Jacques Webster, Joseph Thornalley, Josiah Sherman, Justin Vernon, Sampha Sisay, Wesley Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
GODS COUNTRY
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la (watchin' in)
La, la, la, la
Only one they watchin' in (la, la, la, la) yeah
La, la, la, la
It ain't up to you no more
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
God Country, this is war
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Wakin' up, I see the light
I been drunk and it's alright
I took the drive to clear my mental
Would tint the whip but it's a bike
It's demon time, I got it on me (on me)
Might earn a teardrop overnight
Wear Louis shades to block my psyche (psyche)
It's hot as hell, we'll wear the ice
You in God's Country, not in Montgomery
Go Ted Bundy, then go home and play Al Bundy
The card black and you know it got a sky limit
I make a mill' every-, you decide, choice is yours
The butterfly reflect the doors
I hit the gas and metamorph
Couldn't get this shit off credit score
Hunnid thousand, pack the fans
Got 'em jumpin' with no hands (hands)
Need more spaces where we jam (jam)
In God's Country with the fam
Yeah, whoa
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la (watchin' in)
La, la, la, la
Only one they watchin' in (la, la, la, la) yeah
La, la, la, la
It ain't up to you no more
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
God Country, this is war
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Wakin' up, I see the light
I been drunk and it's alright
I took the drive to clear my mental
Would tint the whip but it's a bike
It's demon time, I got it on me (on me)
Might earn a teardrop overnight
Wear Louis shades to block my psyche (psyche)
It's hot as hell, we'll wear the ice
You in God's Country, not in Montgomery
Go Ted Bundy, then go home and play Al Bundy
The card black and you know it got a sky limit
I make a mill' every-, you decide, choice is yours
The butterfly reflect the doors
I hit the gas and metamorph
Couldn't get this shit off credit score
Hunnid thousand, pack the fans
Got 'em jumpin' with no hands (hands)
Need more spaces where we jam (jam)
In God's Country with the fam
Yeah, whoa
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Writer: Dezmeon Wright, Jacques Webster, Kanye Omari West, Samuel Gloade
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
SIRENS
Every night, I look up in the sky
And the stars are all there
But when I look for you, you're never there
Explorer, are you out there? There, there, there
We had to spread out the word (mm)
I was too damn determined, rap game, it needed refurbish
I was on top with no service, watch as they all playin' verses
They in the bushes, they lurkin', might gotta call the insurgence
She wanna f*ck with a purpose, I gotta juggle my urges
Got a couple departments, closet built like a department
Double up cup of the Bourbon how I give all of my sermons
Yeah, we still (still) do things down to detail
Diva and the Devil, both them bad as He-ell
They get quiet when he yell (he yell)
Can't silent my people
You locked in the prequel, meet me at the festie-viel ('viel)
Festie-vial ('vial)
(Foo, foo, foo, foo, foo, foo, foo, foo)
Now I got your attention (look out), it's wide and beatin' (look out)
Vile this evenin' (look out), you never leavin' (look-look-look-look-look-look)
Clock out, we sneak in (look-look-look-look-look)
All the demons need a reason (o-o-o-out)
Up from 2 AM to two in the afternoon (look out)
It's a festival right in my room (look out)
Soon as the sun up, you know that we doom (look out)
Mariposa, we out to Cancun (look out)
We gon' hustle more just before we out the room (look out)
Back outside, it ain't no time for Zooms (look out)
One point two, that's a whole lot of more "Vroom" (look out)
Three point two, that's a whole lot of whole lotta (look out)
It's live, remember days that I couldn't get by
Not outside, they come with it inside
Now your venue, we gotta resize
I can't give all this credit to Colgate
By the way I be rentin' the smile (look out, look out)
I know sometimes I be in denial (look out, look out)
I know sometimes I be in the wild (look out, look out)
How I rockin' the, rockin' the-, ah
I thought we were going to utopia?
What makes you say this isn't utopia?
I mean, I don't know, isn't it supposed to be some perfect destination?
This is just your hotel room
Yeah, it looks perfect to me
And the stars are all there
But when I look for you, you're never there
Explorer, are you out there? There, there, there
We had to spread out the word (mm)
I was too damn determined, rap game, it needed refurbish
I was on top with no service, watch as they all playin' verses
They in the bushes, they lurkin', might gotta call the insurgence
She wanna f*ck with a purpose, I gotta juggle my urges
Got a couple departments, closet built like a department
Double up cup of the Bourbon how I give all of my sermons
Yeah, we still (still) do things down to detail
Diva and the Devil, both them bad as He-ell
They get quiet when he yell (he yell)
Can't silent my people
You locked in the prequel, meet me at the festie-viel ('viel)
Festie-vial ('vial)
(Foo, foo, foo, foo, foo, foo, foo, foo)
Now I got your attention (look out), it's wide and beatin' (look out)
Vile this evenin' (look out), you never leavin' (look-look-look-look-look-look)
Clock out, we sneak in (look-look-look-look-look)
All the demons need a reason (o-o-o-out)
Up from 2 AM to two in the afternoon (look out)
It's a festival right in my room (look out)
Soon as the sun up, you know that we doom (look out)
Mariposa, we out to Cancun (look out)
We gon' hustle more just before we out the room (look out)
Back outside, it ain't no time for Zooms (look out)
One point two, that's a whole lot of more "Vroom" (look out)
Three point two, that's a whole lot of whole lotta (look out)
It's live, remember days that I couldn't get by
Not outside, they come with it inside
Now your venue, we gotta resize
I can't give all this credit to Colgate
By the way I be rentin' the smile (look out, look out)
I know sometimes I be in denial (look out, look out)
I know sometimes I be in the wild (look out, look out)
How I rockin' the, rockin' the-, ah
I thought we were going to utopia?
What makes you say this isn't utopia?
I mean, I don't know, isn't it supposed to be some perfect destination?
This is just your hotel room
Yeah, it looks perfect to me
Writer: Jacques Webster, Jahaan Sweet, Buddy Ross, John Fannon, Keith Kawbe, Noah Goldstein, Isaac Mpofu
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
MELTDOWN
Yeah
Tensions is definitely rising
T'd up right now
T time, T time
T time, T time, T time
Teatime like I got a cup of this shit
Tee time like golf at a quarter to six
I love to f*ck on a regular bitch
Famous hoes lame but they stay on my dick
Heard your new joint, it's embarrassing, shit
You talk to the cops on some therapist shit
You act like you love this American shit
But really the truth is you scared of the 6
Yeah, you're scared of the 6
Yeah, you're scared of the 6
Your bodyguard put in some work on the fluke
Now you wanna go and inherit the shit
Don't talk to the boy 'bout comparisons, shit
Or come to the boy on some arrogant shit
The weapons we got are some terrorist shit
Like TV producers we, grr
We airing this shit
She askin' for bread for her parents and shit
I told her, "I don't got no cash"
And she said she gon' wait on a rack, on some Arabic shit
I pull out a million and stare at the shit
My dick just got hard 'cause a wire just hit
My schedule's out, come spin us, for real
Man, f*ck all that spinnin' the narrative shit
I melt down the chains that I bought from your boss
Give a f*ck about all of that heritage shit
Since V not around, the members done hung up the Louis
They not even wearin' that shit
Don't come to the boy 'bout repairing some shit
Don't come to the boy about sparing some shit
You lucky that Vogue was suing
'Cause I would've been with the Wassas in Paris and shit
Is you f*ckin' crazy? Is you f*ckin' crazy?
And they scared of the seven (seven)
After one-three then we turn up eleven (yeah)
Keep this shit open like 7-Eleven (it's lit)
We at the house, I got seven in heaven
They think I'm satanic, I keep me a reverend
Lil' shawty a therapist, poppin' her shit
She ushered my way then she started confessing
I know what's at stake, I'm screamin', "Free Jeffrey"
Connect collect calls right off of the celly
Gave her the blues, not talkin' 'bout Belly
Don't keep it sincere, I go Makaveli
I got the juice, now it's heavy (juice)
Always on T time, been ready (T, ah), yeah
Is you f*cking crazy? Is you f- (yeah, stoned, let's go)
Wrappin' the cheese, wrap around me 'cause I've got property (wrap, cheese, wrap)
Chocolate AP and chocolate the Vs (Vs), got the Willy Wonka factory (Vs)
Burn a athlete like it's calories, find another flame hot as me, bitch
(Ooh)
Yeah, is you f*cking crazy? (Uh)
Is you f*cking crazy? (What?)
Is you f*cking crazy? (Nah, nah)
Is you f*cking crazy? Uh
Is you f*cking crazy? (Nah)
Is you f-, is you f-
Is you f*cking crazy?
I met these Texas boys and ran it up a couple, maybe (couple, maybe)
Swanging in the pickup truck, baby, f*ck Mercedes (f*ck Mercedes)
I'll f*ck a nigga bitch but she can't have the baby (have the baby)
I'll shoot your ass in Walmart like I'm DaBaby (in Walmart)
The boy going Lionel Messi, I go Tom Brady (woo)
Used to wear the bust down back in my old days (woo)
Now I let the chains hang, you gotta tuck yours maybe (tuck it, tuck it)
Niggas talkin' Scarface, I'm that in real life
Is you f*cking crazy or what? Is you f*cking crazy? (F*ckin' crazy)
Man, the club ain't been the same since we lost Mercedes (straight up)
Man, the clique ain't been the same since they lost the greatest (nah, nah, nah)
We outside with the army, so you need the-, uh
Them boys rollin' all brown like they whippin' gravy
Make a circus outside like it's Barnum's Bailey (it's lit)
Blicky hanging on my side, it's like it's really banging (blicky, blicky, blicky)
She move her panties to the side, she want it raw when faded (huh, huh, huh, huh)
Is you f*cking crazy?
Is you f*cking crazy?
Is you f*cking crazy or what?
Is you f*cking crazy? Uh
Is you f*cking crazy or what?
Is you f-, is you f*ckin'-
Is you f*cking crazy?
Tensions is definitely rising
T'd up right now
T time, T time
T time, T time, T time
Teatime like I got a cup of this shit
Tee time like golf at a quarter to six
I love to f*ck on a regular bitch
Famous hoes lame but they stay on my dick
Heard your new joint, it's embarrassing, shit
You talk to the cops on some therapist shit
You act like you love this American shit
But really the truth is you scared of the 6
Yeah, you're scared of the 6
Yeah, you're scared of the 6
Your bodyguard put in some work on the fluke
Now you wanna go and inherit the shit
Don't talk to the boy 'bout comparisons, shit
Or come to the boy on some arrogant shit
The weapons we got are some terrorist shit
Like TV producers we, grr
We airing this shit
She askin' for bread for her parents and shit
I told her, "I don't got no cash"
And she said she gon' wait on a rack, on some Arabic shit
I pull out a million and stare at the shit
My dick just got hard 'cause a wire just hit
My schedule's out, come spin us, for real
Man, f*ck all that spinnin' the narrative shit
I melt down the chains that I bought from your boss
Give a f*ck about all of that heritage shit
Since V not around, the members done hung up the Louis
They not even wearin' that shit
Don't come to the boy 'bout repairing some shit
Don't come to the boy about sparing some shit
You lucky that Vogue was suing
'Cause I would've been with the Wassas in Paris and shit
Is you f*ckin' crazy? Is you f*ckin' crazy?
And they scared of the seven (seven)
After one-three then we turn up eleven (yeah)
Keep this shit open like 7-Eleven (it's lit)
We at the house, I got seven in heaven
They think I'm satanic, I keep me a reverend
Lil' shawty a therapist, poppin' her shit
She ushered my way then she started confessing
I know what's at stake, I'm screamin', "Free Jeffrey"
Connect collect calls right off of the celly
Gave her the blues, not talkin' 'bout Belly
Don't keep it sincere, I go Makaveli
I got the juice, now it's heavy (juice)
Always on T time, been ready (T, ah), yeah
Is you f*cking crazy? Is you f- (yeah, stoned, let's go)
Wrappin' the cheese, wrap around me 'cause I've got property (wrap, cheese, wrap)
Chocolate AP and chocolate the Vs (Vs), got the Willy Wonka factory (Vs)
Burn a athlete like it's calories, find another flame hot as me, bitch
(Ooh)
Yeah, is you f*cking crazy? (Uh)
Is you f*cking crazy? (What?)
Is you f*cking crazy? (Nah, nah)
Is you f*cking crazy? Uh
Is you f*cking crazy? (Nah)
Is you f-, is you f-
Is you f*cking crazy?
I met these Texas boys and ran it up a couple, maybe (couple, maybe)
Swanging in the pickup truck, baby, f*ck Mercedes (f*ck Mercedes)
I'll f*ck a nigga bitch but she can't have the baby (have the baby)
I'll shoot your ass in Walmart like I'm DaBaby (in Walmart)
The boy going Lionel Messi, I go Tom Brady (woo)
Used to wear the bust down back in my old days (woo)
Now I let the chains hang, you gotta tuck yours maybe (tuck it, tuck it)
Niggas talkin' Scarface, I'm that in real life
Is you f*cking crazy or what? Is you f*cking crazy? (F*ckin' crazy)
Man, the club ain't been the same since we lost Mercedes (straight up)
Man, the clique ain't been the same since they lost the greatest (nah, nah, nah)
We outside with the army, so you need the-, uh
Them boys rollin' all brown like they whippin' gravy
Make a circus outside like it's Barnum's Bailey (it's lit)
Blicky hanging on my side, it's like it's really banging (blicky, blicky, blicky)
She move her panties to the side, she want it raw when faded (huh, huh, huh, huh)
Is you f*cking crazy?
Is you f*cking crazy?
Is you f*cking crazy or what?
Is you f*cking crazy? Uh
Is you f*cking crazy or what?
Is you f-, is you f*ckin'-
Is you f*cking crazy?
Writer: Jacques Webster, Aubrey Graham, Matthew Samuels, Coleman, Anderson Hernandez, Benjamin Saint Fort, Brytavious Chambers
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
FE!N
Just come outside for the night (yeah)
Take your time, get your light (yeah)
Johnny Dang, huh-uh
I been out geekin'
Bitch
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein' (yeah)
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein' (yeah)
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'
Fein', fein', fein', fein' (yeah)
The career's more at stake when you in your prime (at stake)
F*ck that paper, baby, my face on the dotted line (dot, yeah)
I been flyin' out of town for some peace of mind (yeah, yeah, bitch)
It's like always they just want a piece of mine (ah)
I been focused on the future, never on right now (ah)
But I'm sippin' that kombucha, either pink or brown (it's lit)
I'm the one that introduced you to the you right now (mm, let's go)
Oh my God, that bitch bite (that bitch bite)
But alright (alright), tryna vibe (tryna vibe this)
In the night, come alive
Ain't asleep, ain't a-, ain't a-, ain't-ain't-ain't-
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'
Fein', fein', fein', fein', fein'
Fein', fein', fein'
Syrup, whoa, what?
What?
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) what?
(Yeah, whoa, yeah, yeah)
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, yeah)
(Yeah, hol' up, yeah)
Yeah, I just been poppin' my shit it's been gettin' live, hol' up (shit)
Yeah, you try to come wrong 'bout this shit, we poppin' ya tires, hol' up (shit)
Uh, hunnid round, whoa, feelin' like I'm on ten
Playin' both sides with these hoes (hol' up)
Shawty, I'm f*ckin' yo' friends (hol' up)
I been goin' crazy, shawty, I've been in the deep end
She not innocent, uh, shit, she tryna go
Fein', fein' (talm 'bout), fein', fein'-fein'-fein' (yeah, syrup, oh-oh, what?)
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'-fein' (syrup, oh-oh)
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'-fein' (talm 'bout, talm 'bout, let's go)
I just been icin' my hoes
I just been drippin' my ho (drippin' my ho)
This is a whole 'nother level, shawty
I got these hoes on they toes (hoes on they toes)
I put the bitch on the road
She tryna f*ck on the O, hol' up, hol' up
I got this ho with me, she tryna show me some', hol' up, hol' up
I got flows for days, these niggas ain't knowin' none, hol' up, hol' up
Me and my bro locked in, you know we on one, hol' up (slatt, slatt)
We in the spot goin' crazy, until the sun up
You worried about that ho, that ho done chose us (slatt, bitch-ass)
Uh, pistols all in the kitchen, can't give the zip code up, hol' up, yeah (wow)
Fein', fein', fein' (hol' up, hol' up, huh, yeah)
Why the f*ck these niggas actin' like they know us?
Double O, Cactus, yeah, we towed up, uh (skrrt, skrrt)
Switch out the bag, these niggas get rolled up, hol' up, slatt (it's lit)
Everything hit, hol' up
Everything Homixide, Homixide (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'-fein'
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Take your time, get your light (yeah)
Johnny Dang, huh-uh
I been out geekin'
Bitch
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein' (yeah)
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein' (yeah)
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'
Fein', fein', fein', fein' (yeah)
The career's more at stake when you in your prime (at stake)
F*ck that paper, baby, my face on the dotted line (dot, yeah)
I been flyin' out of town for some peace of mind (yeah, yeah, bitch)
It's like always they just want a piece of mine (ah)
I been focused on the future, never on right now (ah)
But I'm sippin' that kombucha, either pink or brown (it's lit)
I'm the one that introduced you to the you right now (mm, let's go)
Oh my God, that bitch bite (that bitch bite)
But alright (alright), tryna vibe (tryna vibe this)
In the night, come alive
Ain't asleep, ain't a-, ain't a-, ain't-ain't-ain't-
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'
Fein', fein', fein', fein', fein'
Fein', fein', fein'
Syrup, whoa, what?
What?
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) what?
(Yeah, whoa, yeah, yeah)
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, yeah)
(Yeah, hol' up, yeah)
Yeah, I just been poppin' my shit it's been gettin' live, hol' up (shit)
Yeah, you try to come wrong 'bout this shit, we poppin' ya tires, hol' up (shit)
Uh, hunnid round, whoa, feelin' like I'm on ten
Playin' both sides with these hoes (hol' up)
Shawty, I'm f*ckin' yo' friends (hol' up)
I been goin' crazy, shawty, I've been in the deep end
She not innocent, uh, shit, she tryna go
Fein', fein' (talm 'bout), fein', fein'-fein'-fein' (yeah, syrup, oh-oh, what?)
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'-fein' (syrup, oh-oh)
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'-fein' (talm 'bout, talm 'bout, let's go)
I just been icin' my hoes
I just been drippin' my ho (drippin' my ho)
This is a whole 'nother level, shawty
I got these hoes on they toes (hoes on they toes)
I put the bitch on the road
She tryna f*ck on the O, hol' up, hol' up
I got this ho with me, she tryna show me some', hol' up, hol' up
I got flows for days, these niggas ain't knowin' none, hol' up, hol' up
Me and my bro locked in, you know we on one, hol' up (slatt, slatt)
We in the spot goin' crazy, until the sun up
You worried about that ho, that ho done chose us (slatt, bitch-ass)
Uh, pistols all in the kitchen, can't give the zip code up, hol' up, yeah (wow)
Fein', fein', fein' (hol' up, hol' up, huh, yeah)
Why the f*ck these niggas actin' like they know us?
Double O, Cactus, yeah, we towed up, uh (skrrt, skrrt)
Switch out the bag, these niggas get rolled up, hol' up, slatt (it's lit)
Everything hit, hol' up
Everything Homixide, Homixide (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Fein', fein', fein', fein'-fein'-fein'
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Writer: Jacques Webster, Jordan Carter, Jahaan Sweet, Khadimou Fall
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
DELRESTO (ECHOES)
I believe in, I believe in love
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah (watch me heal)
Statues in the next room
Billions in escrow (ah)
Bulletproof the whole thing
Ignore the dress code
Step into the ballroom
So hard to let go (ah)
Things that never give life
I can see the echoes
Ridin' through the thunder
Tryna see the summer (it's the echoes that I wait for)
(It's the echoes that I'm made for)
Recognize the restaurant
Reckon gotta let go
Breakin' through the echoes (made for)
Breathin' through the echo (walk)
It's only echoes I escape for (walk, walk)
Only echoes on the return (walk, walk)
Walkin' on the numbers (walk, walk)
Stay the night
It's the let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
That I wait for (walk)
I'll wait for (walk)
I'll wait for (walk)
I'll wait for you (walk)
Watch you, watch you, watch you get the medical
Listen at your waist to stay hospitable
Infected with your vaccine, they stay critical
Let me vibe with the green eyes (-dom-dom-dom-dom)
The starry nights, they start to fade (come on)
At times, for miles I see your face, yeah
I drive, I drive alone, you wait
Your time, your time, your time, you take
You take
Drivin' reckless through a storm and
'Cause you a breakfast in the mornin'
My nights is abnormal, advice ain't informal
I didn't try to warn before they went and swarmed you
The height we made is paranormal
We shake and wake up to paranoia
Won't let it destroy you, won't let it annoy you
I'm tryna enjoy you in front of the foyer
We can't seem to break through out the logical (ah)
To see it in the day, you gotta free your soul (I'm breakin' through the echoes)
You wanna reign supreme and never let them go
We filmin' live from the kingdom-dom-dom-dom (ah)
Only echoes that I wait for (ah)
Only echo on the return
Walkin' on the numbers (walk, walk)
I find (walk, walk)
It's the echoes that I wait for (walk, walk)
It's the echoes on the return (walk, walk)
Stay the night
It's the let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
That I wait for (walk)
I'll wait for (walk)
I'll wait for (walk)
I'll wait for you (walk)
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Hey, now, you will report to me
Hey, now, you will report to me
Hey, now
Hey, now, you will report to me (hey, now, you will report to me)
Hey, now
Hey, now, you will report to me
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah (watch me heal)
Statues in the next room
Billions in escrow (ah)
Bulletproof the whole thing
Ignore the dress code
Step into the ballroom
So hard to let go (ah)
Things that never give life
I can see the echoes
Ridin' through the thunder
Tryna see the summer (it's the echoes that I wait for)
(It's the echoes that I'm made for)
Recognize the restaurant
Reckon gotta let go
Breakin' through the echoes (made for)
Breathin' through the echo (walk)
It's only echoes I escape for (walk, walk)
Only echoes on the return (walk, walk)
Walkin' on the numbers (walk, walk)
Stay the night
It's the let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
That I wait for (walk)
I'll wait for (walk)
I'll wait for (walk)
I'll wait for you (walk)
Watch you, watch you, watch you get the medical
Listen at your waist to stay hospitable
Infected with your vaccine, they stay critical
Let me vibe with the green eyes (-dom-dom-dom-dom)
The starry nights, they start to fade (come on)
At times, for miles I see your face, yeah
I drive, I drive alone, you wait
Your time, your time, your time, you take
You take
Drivin' reckless through a storm and
'Cause you a breakfast in the mornin'
My nights is abnormal, advice ain't informal
I didn't try to warn before they went and swarmed you
The height we made is paranormal
We shake and wake up to paranoia
Won't let it destroy you, won't let it annoy you
I'm tryna enjoy you in front of the foyer
We can't seem to break through out the logical (ah)
To see it in the day, you gotta free your soul (I'm breakin' through the echoes)
You wanna reign supreme and never let them go
We filmin' live from the kingdom-dom-dom-dom (ah)
Only echoes that I wait for (ah)
Only echo on the return
Walkin' on the numbers (walk, walk)
I find (walk, walk)
It's the echoes that I wait for (walk, walk)
It's the echoes on the return (walk, walk)
Stay the night
It's the let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
The let go (walk)
That I wait for (walk)
I'll wait for (walk)
I'll wait for (walk)
I'll wait for you (walk)
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Hey, now, you will report to me
Hey, now, you will report to me
Hey, now
Hey, now, you will report to me (hey, now, you will report to me)
Hey, now
Hey, now, you will report to me
Writer: Jacques Webster, Beyonce Knowles, Allen Ritter, James Blake, Mike Dean, Chauncey Hollis
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
I KNOW ?
Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 AM and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still f*ck? (F*ck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still? Mm
Tellin' you just how I feel right now
You say it's just the drugs, and I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I lied too, way before, before
Before I had you right inside my arms
Then again, I could be drunk (it's lit, yeah)
Baby, I don't wanna sound righteous (yeah)
I got twenty bitches suckin' like bisons
I just eeny, meeny, miney, roll the dices, I pick her (pop it, pop it)
She ain't really even my type, been out here
She been losin' herself to the night shift
She been losin' herself, and I get it, oh, girl, yeah, I get it
Yeah, yeah, you've been fightin' for your shot
And you've been searchin' for your spot
Girl, I feel it, yeah, girl, I feel it, yeah
Oh, you think you got your groove
But you want someone like you
Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 AM and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still f*ck? (F*ck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still? Mm
Tellin' you just how I feel right now
You say it's just the drugs, and I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know (ooh, it's the kid, know it, damn it)
I lied too, way before, before (how they feelin', how they feelin', ooh)
Before I had you right inside my arms (feelin' like some money, tonight)
Then again, I could be drunk (yeah)
I know, mami, I know (know), it's 2 AM, don't stress
At three, that blue shit kick in', in thirty you'll feel your best
I turned my whole spot to Crucial, it's crucial, the way I left (it's lit)
Upstairs is like a low, my new bitches be the best (let's go)
I'm lookin' at her, when her startin' to turn to you (her)
Now you startin' to f*ck up my mind, is it you, is it her?
We brought booby trap to the 'burbs
F29 is my address, in case you ain't heard
It's floodin' upstairs, it's a leak
I don't make it squeak, make it squirt
I make this shit beat, bon appétit when I feast
Slippin' and slide through the streets, it takes a finesse
Especially in this Cabriolet Jeep, engine make chaotic creep
Just leave the gate open, through the side door, I'ma creep (ooh, ooh)
Are you by the Turrell? And are the kids downstairs asleep?
And are you upstairs by yourself? A minute from there
Is there some room for me? Baby, do tell, do tell
Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 AM and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still f*ck? (F*ck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still? Mm
Tellin' you just how I feel right now
You say it's just the drugs, and I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I lied too, way before, before
Before I had you right inside my arms
Then again, I can be drunk
It's 5 AM and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still f*ck? (F*ck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still? Mm
Tellin' you just how I feel right now
You say it's just the drugs, and I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I lied too, way before, before
Before I had you right inside my arms
Then again, I could be drunk (it's lit, yeah)
Baby, I don't wanna sound righteous (yeah)
I got twenty bitches suckin' like bisons
I just eeny, meeny, miney, roll the dices, I pick her (pop it, pop it)
She ain't really even my type, been out here
She been losin' herself to the night shift
She been losin' herself, and I get it, oh, girl, yeah, I get it
Yeah, yeah, you've been fightin' for your shot
And you've been searchin' for your spot
Girl, I feel it, yeah, girl, I feel it, yeah
Oh, you think you got your groove
But you want someone like you
Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 AM and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still f*ck? (F*ck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still? Mm
Tellin' you just how I feel right now
You say it's just the drugs, and I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know (ooh, it's the kid, know it, damn it)
I lied too, way before, before (how they feelin', how they feelin', ooh)
Before I had you right inside my arms (feelin' like some money, tonight)
Then again, I could be drunk (yeah)
I know, mami, I know (know), it's 2 AM, don't stress
At three, that blue shit kick in', in thirty you'll feel your best
I turned my whole spot to Crucial, it's crucial, the way I left (it's lit)
Upstairs is like a low, my new bitches be the best (let's go)
I'm lookin' at her, when her startin' to turn to you (her)
Now you startin' to f*ck up my mind, is it you, is it her?
We brought booby trap to the 'burbs
F29 is my address, in case you ain't heard
It's floodin' upstairs, it's a leak
I don't make it squeak, make it squirt
I make this shit beat, bon appétit when I feast
Slippin' and slide through the streets, it takes a finesse
Especially in this Cabriolet Jeep, engine make chaotic creep
Just leave the gate open, through the side door, I'ma creep (ooh, ooh)
Are you by the Turrell? And are the kids downstairs asleep?
And are you upstairs by yourself? A minute from there
Is there some room for me? Baby, do tell, do tell
Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 AM and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still f*ck? (F*ck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still? Mm
Tellin' you just how I feel right now
You say it's just the drugs, and I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I lied too, way before, before
Before I had you right inside my arms
Then again, I can be drunk
Writer: Evan Hood-Atlas, Jacques Webster, Josiah Sherman, Ozan Yildirim, Scotty Coleman, Terrance George
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Hipgnosis Songs Group
TOPIA TWINS
Twin bitches, twin bitches
Twin bitches hoppin' off a jetski (yeah)
(Ayy, what we doin'?)
Twin bitches, twin bitches (yeah)
Twin bitches hoppin' off a jetski
Yeah, it's so hard to hide I'm a dawg, nigga, I make a mistake and show it
Way I shoot my shot at all these hoes, I f*ck my shoulder up
Travis, what if they twins and they Siamese but they wanna f*ck us both? (Yeah)
Buy her what she want, and suck her toes, I'm tryna make her cum
Told her, "Throw it back and put that pussy on me" (yeah)
Told her, "Sit it on this dick," I took the glizzy off me
And you know this life been busy, man, I'm busy, homie
And I come through, throw a pack, she never leave me lonely (yeah, yeah)
I can't do no cuddles, can't stay 'til the mornin' (can't stay 'til the mornin')
She an angel in the streets, a demon undercover (yeah)
Lie to shawty like I hate her, f*ck her like I love her (f*ck her like I love her)
I be stuntin' like my daddy, I'm from New Orleans project (from New Orleans project)
Yeah
Sittin' sideways with a drink while I think
Bitches get cold in the summer, keep a mink
Tell me what you doin' for her, better not think
Another nigga do it for her, before you blink
Highway, movin' right behind me, a fleet
If she get too annoyin', find a beach
Twin bitches, twin bitches
Twin bitches hoppin' off a jetski (perfect)
Twin bitches (21), twin Dracs
Twin Glocks, twin jets (21)
Tired of planes, I don't ride prop
Slow stroke (perfect) from the back, I been drinkin' Wock
X-rays, CAT scans, nigga, ask my opps (21)
Ten bad bitches in the studio, they all props (perfect)
Treat them niggas like rhythmic radio, they all pop
Should've got some lipo', she got shots, now her ass dropped
Slime sittin' in the cell, I bet he comin' home like Pac (on God, perfect)
She give me wet mouth, I need a mop
I don't want that clean head, lil' bitch, I want that slop (21)
She can't bring her phone, ain't no givin' out my drop
Rockin' Lanvins when I step on nigga's blocks (on God)
Need a dealer license, all these cars I done copped
They keep lookin' for her head, but it's goin' down like Joc (21)
Oh, he think he tough? He just actin', he The Rock (yeah)
Amazon Prime, give me two days, I bet he drop (pussy)
Sittin' sideways with a drink while I think
Bitches get cold in the summer, keep a mink
Tell me what you do it for, better not think
Another nigga do it for her, before you blink
Highway, movin' right behind me, a fleet
If she get too annoyin', find a beach
Twin bitches, twin bitches
Twin bitches hoppin' off a jetski
It's not electric, this shit gassed up, can you catch it? (Skrrt, skrrt)
The Virgil jetski, one of one-fifty, check the leverage (pussy)
Got two twins, they top tier, that's my favorite fetish
Deep in her throat 'til she tear, I'm her favorite beverage (straight up)
Ran out of time, made ten APs, man, I can't retire
Been on the rope, collectin' rubberbands to match attire (yeah)
I got the vision, ain't no dippin' in that Ayahuasca
This shit get thicker than a bitch with stripes, LSU Tigers (pussy)
Ayy twin, call her twin, tell her I'm in town now (21)
London bitch, she wanna link, she drop the pin to pound town (21)
Ass thick, when she walk, it got its own surround sound (yeah)
And she tryna ride me like a wave, I'ma drown, drown
She say she like the wetter, so chopper make it bounce, bounce (21)
She from the West, but when she with me she from down South
Flew into town, not to hotel, but to the town house
I send the drop, they at the drop, we brought the drops out (on God)
Sittin' sideways with a drink while I think
Bitches get cold in the summer, keep a mink
Tell me what you do it for, better not think
Another nigga do it for her, before you blink (on God)
Highway, movin' right behind me, a fleet
If she get too annoyin', find a beach (21)
Twin bitches, twin bitches (yeah)
Twin bitches hoppin' off a jetski
Twin bitches hoppin' off a jetski (yeah)
(Ayy, what we doin'?)
Twin bitches, twin bitches (yeah)
Twin bitches hoppin' off a jetski
Yeah, it's so hard to hide I'm a dawg, nigga, I make a mistake and show it
Way I shoot my shot at all these hoes, I f*ck my shoulder up
Travis, what if they twins and they Siamese but they wanna f*ck us both? (Yeah)
Buy her what she want, and suck her toes, I'm tryna make her cum
Told her, "Throw it back and put that pussy on me" (yeah)
Told her, "Sit it on this dick," I took the glizzy off me
And you know this life been busy, man, I'm busy, homie
And I come through, throw a pack, she never leave me lonely (yeah, yeah)
I can't do no cuddles, can't stay 'til the mornin' (can't stay 'til the mornin')
She an angel in the streets, a demon undercover (yeah)
Lie to shawty like I hate her, f*ck her like I love her (f*ck her like I love her)
I be stuntin' like my daddy, I'm from New Orleans project (from New Orleans project)
Yeah
Sittin' sideways with a drink while I think
Bitches get cold in the summer, keep a mink
Tell me what you doin' for her, better not think
Another nigga do it for her, before you blink
Highway, movin' right behind me, a fleet
If she get too annoyin', find a beach
Twin bitches, twin bitches
Twin bitches hoppin' off a jetski (perfect)
Twin bitches (21), twin Dracs
Twin Glocks, twin jets (21)
Tired of planes, I don't ride prop
Slow stroke (perfect) from the back, I been drinkin' Wock
X-rays, CAT scans, nigga, ask my opps (21)
Ten bad bitches in the studio, they all props (perfect)
Treat them niggas like rhythmic radio, they all pop
Should've got some lipo', she got shots, now her ass dropped
Slime sittin' in the cell, I bet he comin' home like Pac (on God, perfect)
She give me wet mouth, I need a mop
I don't want that clean head, lil' bitch, I want that slop (21)
She can't bring her phone, ain't no givin' out my drop
Rockin' Lanvins when I step on nigga's blocks (on God)
Need a dealer license, all these cars I done copped
They keep lookin' for her head, but it's goin' down like Joc (21)
Oh, he think he tough? He just actin', he The Rock (yeah)
Amazon Prime, give me two days, I bet he drop (pussy)
Sittin' sideways with a drink while I think
Bitches get cold in the summer, keep a mink
Tell me what you do it for, better not think
Another nigga do it for her, before you blink
Highway, movin' right behind me, a fleet
If she get too annoyin', find a beach
Twin bitches, twin bitches
Twin bitches hoppin' off a jetski
It's not electric, this shit gassed up, can you catch it? (Skrrt, skrrt)
The Virgil jetski, one of one-fifty, check the leverage (pussy)
Got two twins, they top tier, that's my favorite fetish
Deep in her throat 'til she tear, I'm her favorite beverage (straight up)
Ran out of time, made ten APs, man, I can't retire
Been on the rope, collectin' rubberbands to match attire (yeah)
I got the vision, ain't no dippin' in that Ayahuasca
This shit get thicker than a bitch with stripes, LSU Tigers (pussy)
Ayy twin, call her twin, tell her I'm in town now (21)
London bitch, she wanna link, she drop the pin to pound town (21)
Ass thick, when she walk, it got its own surround sound (yeah)
And she tryna ride me like a wave, I'ma drown, drown
She say she like the wetter, so chopper make it bounce, bounce (21)
She from the West, but when she with me she from down South
Flew into town, not to hotel, but to the town house
I send the drop, they at the drop, we brought the drops out (on God)
Sittin' sideways with a drink while I think
Bitches get cold in the summer, keep a mink
Tell me what you do it for, better not think
Another nigga do it for her, before you blink (on God)
Highway, movin' right behind me, a fleet
If she get too annoyin', find a beach (21)
Twin bitches, twin bitches (yeah)
Twin bitches hoppin' off a jetski
Writer: Jacques Webster, Wesley Glass, Oliver Rodigan
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
CIRCUS MAXIMUS
Unreal, what is this?
God done gave me strength
Are these the front row seats you wanted?
We'll have our final moment
A walk-in attraction
A walkin' distraction
I'm naturally black and
Unnaturally breathin'
Like a waist that is snatchin'
Welcome to my world where it's packed in
At the top of the tavern
How I see when this happenin'
All the real have been dabbed in
All the, all the bumps and the grabbin'
Ain't no cops here harassin'
All the looks and the laughin'
And outside, it got traffic
'Cause inside, we wreak havoc
Yeah, I know when this
Yeah, I know when this drastic, where it's goin'
When I back up emotions
All this here, I'm controllin'
When I'm back in the
When I'm back in the streets, on my side, I'm patrollin'
When I'm back in the, when I'm back in the (ah)
I know our love is forsaken (woo)
But do you care if I was alive? (Whenever I'm back in the)
Or do you wanna be famous? (Woo, yeah)
I took the top off
Like she took that lil' blouse off
Too hard to go drop off
You know that boy not soft
I never would travel
So I need me a time vault
I been up in Cabo
With my palo santo
In this world, look around, yo
It's just mano y mano
I might still eat McDonald's
But don't think I'm a Ronald
I went back to my land
Move like Moses, walkin' over seas
In my state big as the country
Every part of it is part of me
Tell your parliament, "Pardon me" (woo)
Off the saké, turned to Socrates (woo)
Havin' moments on the ground
Finna shape it, in the sound
'Cause we ri-, 'cause we right in your house
And you know that we down
If your ass don't know nothin'
Gotta know that it's time
I'm excited, it's jumpin'
So much that I'm flyin'
Put you right in the function
Took you right off a vine
Got this shit in a bind
We at it, we got it now (ah, woo)
Whenever I'm duckin' it (ah, woo)
I'm waiting on a let go
I'm waiting on a let go
I know myself, I know exactly how to make you special
Go, go, let your fame
I'm waiting in an echo
I'm waiting in an echo
'Cause you keep callin' back, I thought I told you that we do not
Sorry, I didn't let you out, out
Out, whoa-oh
(Out)
(Out, whoa-oh)
God done gave me strength
Are these the front row seats you wanted?
We'll have our final moment
A walk-in attraction
A walkin' distraction
I'm naturally black and
Unnaturally breathin'
Like a waist that is snatchin'
Welcome to my world where it's packed in
At the top of the tavern
How I see when this happenin'
All the real have been dabbed in
All the, all the bumps and the grabbin'
Ain't no cops here harassin'
All the looks and the laughin'
And outside, it got traffic
'Cause inside, we wreak havoc
Yeah, I know when this
Yeah, I know when this drastic, where it's goin'
When I back up emotions
All this here, I'm controllin'
When I'm back in the
When I'm back in the streets, on my side, I'm patrollin'
When I'm back in the, when I'm back in the (ah)
I know our love is forsaken (woo)
But do you care if I was alive? (Whenever I'm back in the)
Or do you wanna be famous? (Woo, yeah)
I took the top off
Like she took that lil' blouse off
Too hard to go drop off
You know that boy not soft
I never would travel
So I need me a time vault
I been up in Cabo
With my palo santo
In this world, look around, yo
It's just mano y mano
I might still eat McDonald's
But don't think I'm a Ronald
I went back to my land
Move like Moses, walkin' over seas
In my state big as the country
Every part of it is part of me
Tell your parliament, "Pardon me" (woo)
Off the saké, turned to Socrates (woo)
Havin' moments on the ground
Finna shape it, in the sound
'Cause we ri-, 'cause we right in your house
And you know that we down
If your ass don't know nothin'
Gotta know that it's time
I'm excited, it's jumpin'
So much that I'm flyin'
Put you right in the function
Took you right off a vine
Got this shit in a bind
We at it, we got it now (ah, woo)
Whenever I'm duckin' it (ah, woo)
I'm waiting on a let go
I'm waiting on a let go
I know myself, I know exactly how to make you special
Go, go, let your fame
I'm waiting in an echo
I'm waiting in an echo
'Cause you keep callin' back, I thought I told you that we do not
Sorry, I didn't let you out, out
Out, whoa-oh
(Out)
(Out, whoa-oh)
Writer: Abel Tesfaye, Jacques Webster, Jahaan Akil Sweet, Khalif Malik Ibin Shaman Brown, Michael G. Dean, Noah D. Goldstein
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
PARASAIL
I stand tall, I fall, I get up
I fall, I get up
I fall, but I get up
I stand tall, I stand tall
Ridin' parasail, rollin' through the grass
Shaded under trees
Lookin' through a glass
Watchin' by the bushes, waitin' on a breeze
You is all I need
Water movin' fast, washin' memories, tryna make it last
Parasail
Flyin' through the bush, we flyin' through the bush
Wave, we gon' rock, wave, we gon' take a swole
We gon' swole, we gon' rock clean
We gon' shake off the mother-mother-mother-mother live
We gon' live, we gon' rock show
We gon' pop, we gon' rock, I
Success comes so easy for you
They're waiting behind the call
Ridin' parasail, rollin' through the grass
Shaded under trees
Lookin' through a glass
Watchin' by the bushes, waitin' on- (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I forgive myself, I forgive myself
I choose to feel good, I choose to feel free
I will fight for everything I love, forever
And I will love everything that I fight for, forever (with me)
Wonder what you wanna do
When you're not with me
I fall, I get up
I fall, but I get up
I stand tall, I stand tall
Ridin' parasail, rollin' through the grass
Shaded under trees
Lookin' through a glass
Watchin' by the bushes, waitin' on a breeze
You is all I need
Water movin' fast, washin' memories, tryna make it last
Parasail
Flyin' through the bush, we flyin' through the bush
Wave, we gon' rock, wave, we gon' take a swole
We gon' swole, we gon' rock clean
We gon' shake off the mother-mother-mother-mother live
We gon' live, we gon' rock show
We gon' pop, we gon' rock, I
Success comes so easy for you
They're waiting behind the call
Ridin' parasail, rollin' through the grass
Shaded under trees
Lookin' through a glass
Watchin' by the bushes, waitin' on- (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I forgive myself, I forgive myself
I choose to feel good, I choose to feel free
I will fight for everything I love, forever
And I will love everything that I fight for, forever (with me)
Wonder what you wanna do
When you're not with me
Writer: Dave Chappelle, Jacques Webster, Jahaan Sweet, Joseph Thornalley, Josiah Sherman
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
SKITZO
Beat me, I move at night when they really can't see me
I ran it back last time but it ain't last time
I got so much around the house, I had to hide mine (yeah, oh)
Throwed off, before I hit the door, she dropped 'em, had the clothes off (oh)
I thought it was a setup, watch her, I can't doze off
The dogs out the kennel, watchin' with the scope off
With the heat talk, watch it burn your soul off
I took 'em out of office, now they work for me now
I took her out the background, she play the lead now (lead)
Put her in the back, made her hold the trees down (trees)
Tryna tell you what I need, somebody do that there
Late at night, at home, get ratchet, can you do that there?
Way out when I'm on road, you send me do that there
Told you I'ma be right back as long as-
Told you I'ma be right back as long as-
Do that there, do that there
Way out when- (yeah)
Do that there
Late at night, at home, get ratchet, can you do that there? (Can you do it?)
Told you I'ma be right back as long as-, do that there
(Told you I'ma be right back as long as-)
Beat me, I move at night when they really can't see me
I ran it back last time but it ain't last time
I got so much around the house, I had to hide mine (to hide mine)
Let's go
Bling-bling, I get a rush every time I see some diamonds
She get it up, she gon' bounce it like a trampoline
Keep up with swag, she be fresher than a mannequin
All type of bags in her closet like she married to me, married to me
You a boss so Patek Phillipe
Keep it right there with my postcode (postcode)
I been jumpin' out the gym with no Jordans on (whoa)
She been all above the rim on her torsos (whoa)
Princess cuts, diamonds, I got plenty
Lift it up, air it out like linen (yeah)
Rolls-Royce, big ol' truck, I'm in it (yeah)
Bouncin' 'round like he want smoke, I'm a chimney (yeah)
Tall, hair long, she Jamaican ('Maican)
And she tryna rage in the bedroom (yeah)
And she got a Rollie on her leg too (leg too)
And it's plain gold, Ace of Spade too (yeah)
Coco Chanel for reals on her toes
I got white folk money, Eminem with no gold
I got rose gold teeth and rose gold rims on my Rolls
Peep the way they lookin', we gettin' richer than a bookie, ayy
Beat me, I move at night when they really can't see me
I ran it back last time but it ain't last time
I got so much around the house, I had to hide mine (to hide mine)
Beat me, I move at night when they really can't see me
I ran it back last time but it ain't last time
I got so much around the house, I had to hide mine (to hide mine)
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Without goin' deep, Shakespeare
Took the squad, brought the play right here (yeah)
Got the vision and I made that clear (clear)
Up from two 'til it's two runnin' plays like the Tennessee kid (Tennessee)
I'm the one, that's why they tryna hurt the kid (kid)
I'm the one, JH, with the braids with the lights with the Ike and the smoke
But I can't stay away
See, this life? Man, I can't stay away
Find a vice, man, I can't stay away
Find it hard, why I can't play it safe?
Seen the top ten pen list, I don't even know how they could pin this
Knowin' that I'm the human Pinterest
Need true love but I know true love's like a friendship
But even Titanic had an endin'
I rock the boat with ice so expensive
Hair long, not no extensions
Money long, shit is extended
She need me now, she need me a pendant
I said you need me now, I ain't finished, huh
I said, you need me now
I said, you need me now
You need me (ah)
I stick to the code, binary like I's and O's (ooh)
I'm too exposed, I gotta keep curtains closed (closed)
Her body bold, she hid it behind the clothes (skeet, skeet, skeet)
I'm in Cabo, I'm here then it's adios
Tryna balance all these up and downs but I keep poppin' lows (lows)
Man, it is what it is, that's just how it goes
Pure session, I just kept progressin', finally found the flows
If the answers down there with the devil, I may never know (let's go)
My dawg just got freed out the precinct (free)
Hid it in my bag, let's hit Turks for the weekend (let's go)
Why did I pop two out that whole pack? Dawg, I'm tweakin' (geeked)
Baby girl, come suck, keep me up, ain't no sleepin', ooh
She gon' let me beat that body up like we beefin' (beef)
Better yet she vegan (vegan), better yet she tweakin' (tweak)
Yeah, 6 AM, that head my alarm clock (yeah)
You see the vision, this shit non-stop, gotta keep my palms hot
Got Longhorns in my backyard, bitch, I'm a Lonestar
The droptop came with the top, I cut the door apart
My brodie keep a stainless to steal, ain't no Chrome Heart (grr)
I cut some off, I had to better myself
Against the odds, I bet on myself
I was the Frank Gibbins before Thanksgiving, thanks to my health
Too many flaws, tryna generate wealth
Man, that's how you go broke and lose bros and lose hope in this shit
I was thinkin' that we both could be rich, I guess it's one-sided
Crazy how they love to talk shit and got no Trident
I'm loyal, bitch, I got Ye over Biden
I let the shit go off the top, yeah, no typin'
How I go from overlooked to these niggas is overbitin'?
How I'm always in they ear? I'm enticin'
And you ain't gotta take it from me, I'm advisin', for real
I ran it back last time but it ain't last time
I got so much around the house, I had to hide mine (yeah, oh)
Throwed off, before I hit the door, she dropped 'em, had the clothes off (oh)
I thought it was a setup, watch her, I can't doze off
The dogs out the kennel, watchin' with the scope off
With the heat talk, watch it burn your soul off
I took 'em out of office, now they work for me now
I took her out the background, she play the lead now (lead)
Put her in the back, made her hold the trees down (trees)
Tryna tell you what I need, somebody do that there
Late at night, at home, get ratchet, can you do that there?
Way out when I'm on road, you send me do that there
Told you I'ma be right back as long as-
Told you I'ma be right back as long as-
Do that there, do that there
Way out when- (yeah)
Do that there
Late at night, at home, get ratchet, can you do that there? (Can you do it?)
Told you I'ma be right back as long as-, do that there
(Told you I'ma be right back as long as-)
Beat me, I move at night when they really can't see me
I ran it back last time but it ain't last time
I got so much around the house, I had to hide mine (to hide mine)
Let's go
Bling-bling, I get a rush every time I see some diamonds
She get it up, she gon' bounce it like a trampoline
Keep up with swag, she be fresher than a mannequin
All type of bags in her closet like she married to me, married to me
You a boss so Patek Phillipe
Keep it right there with my postcode (postcode)
I been jumpin' out the gym with no Jordans on (whoa)
She been all above the rim on her torsos (whoa)
Princess cuts, diamonds, I got plenty
Lift it up, air it out like linen (yeah)
Rolls-Royce, big ol' truck, I'm in it (yeah)
Bouncin' 'round like he want smoke, I'm a chimney (yeah)
Tall, hair long, she Jamaican ('Maican)
And she tryna rage in the bedroom (yeah)
And she got a Rollie on her leg too (leg too)
And it's plain gold, Ace of Spade too (yeah)
Coco Chanel for reals on her toes
I got white folk money, Eminem with no gold
I got rose gold teeth and rose gold rims on my Rolls
Peep the way they lookin', we gettin' richer than a bookie, ayy
Beat me, I move at night when they really can't see me
I ran it back last time but it ain't last time
I got so much around the house, I had to hide mine (to hide mine)
Beat me, I move at night when they really can't see me
I ran it back last time but it ain't last time
I got so much around the house, I had to hide mine (to hide mine)
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Without goin' deep, Shakespeare
Took the squad, brought the play right here (yeah)
Got the vision and I made that clear (clear)
Up from two 'til it's two runnin' plays like the Tennessee kid (Tennessee)
I'm the one, that's why they tryna hurt the kid (kid)
I'm the one, JH, with the braids with the lights with the Ike and the smoke
But I can't stay away
See, this life? Man, I can't stay away
Find a vice, man, I can't stay away
Find it hard, why I can't play it safe?
Seen the top ten pen list, I don't even know how they could pin this
Knowin' that I'm the human Pinterest
Need true love but I know true love's like a friendship
But even Titanic had an endin'
I rock the boat with ice so expensive
Hair long, not no extensions
Money long, shit is extended
She need me now, she need me a pendant
I said you need me now, I ain't finished, huh
I said, you need me now
I said, you need me now
You need me (ah)
I stick to the code, binary like I's and O's (ooh)
I'm too exposed, I gotta keep curtains closed (closed)
Her body bold, she hid it behind the clothes (skeet, skeet, skeet)
I'm in Cabo, I'm here then it's adios
Tryna balance all these up and downs but I keep poppin' lows (lows)
Man, it is what it is, that's just how it goes
Pure session, I just kept progressin', finally found the flows
If the answers down there with the devil, I may never know (let's go)
My dawg just got freed out the precinct (free)
Hid it in my bag, let's hit Turks for the weekend (let's go)
Why did I pop two out that whole pack? Dawg, I'm tweakin' (geeked)
Baby girl, come suck, keep me up, ain't no sleepin', ooh
She gon' let me beat that body up like we beefin' (beef)
Better yet she vegan (vegan), better yet she tweakin' (tweak)
Yeah, 6 AM, that head my alarm clock (yeah)
You see the vision, this shit non-stop, gotta keep my palms hot
Got Longhorns in my backyard, bitch, I'm a Lonestar
The droptop came with the top, I cut the door apart
My brodie keep a stainless to steal, ain't no Chrome Heart (grr)
I cut some off, I had to better myself
Against the odds, I bet on myself
I was the Frank Gibbins before Thanksgiving, thanks to my health
Too many flaws, tryna generate wealth
Man, that's how you go broke and lose bros and lose hope in this shit
I was thinkin' that we both could be rich, I guess it's one-sided
Crazy how they love to talk shit and got no Trident
I'm loyal, bitch, I got Ye over Biden
I let the shit go off the top, yeah, no typin'
How I go from overlooked to these niggas is overbitin'?
How I'm always in they ear? I'm enticin'
And you ain't gotta take it from me, I'm advisin', for real
Writer: Jacques Webster, Matthew Samuels, Jahaan Sweet, Jeffrey Williams, Douglas Ford, Ebony Oshunrinde, India Arie Simpson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
LOST FOREVER
Have you ever been lost?
Have you ever been lost?
Forever
Lost on islands, driven in boat cars
Just bring your girl, feel like she both ours
Young black nigga work at the Auchans (Auchans)
So how we here trapped on the ocean?
'Bout to go up a level of disrespectful
I'm just one chain away from goin' heavy metal
I'm just one angel away from blockin' out the devil
Just one mountain away from meetin' all my rebels
Too much power, too many hours all in a day
I sent her flowers, ain't talkin roses, I'm talkin' maoda
Ask if she "Ha-ha-ha", I really doubt it (ha-ha-ha)
Took her through the Hills at noon, she felt the- (and how wonderful, how wonderful)
(Shel felt the-, she felt the-)
Baby girl think she in Honolu' (wonderful)
Don't you know you in the I-5 loop? (How wonderful)
How many chickens fit in the coupe? (How wonderful, how wonderful)
Wonderful, she don't wanna leave
She jump up, bounce back like trampoline (have you ever been lost?)
(Like trampoline, like trampoline, like trampoline, like trampoline)
Ayo, whip the cocaine 'til the pot bust ('til the pot bust, ah)
You was on the porch, I was locked up (I was locked up, ah)
Two-tone Maybach truck with the Maxwells (skrrt, Maxwells)
Think a nigga shot somethin' (ah)
Put it to your face, watch a motherf*cker blow (boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
Daytona, different color face on the road (ah)
Ten on his head, he'll be dead by the mornin' (by the mornin')
I can get dirty for the stove (ah)
Dior trench shit hang to the floor (ah)
Dior goggles, I ain't playin' with you hoes (uh-uh)
Out on South Beach with the poles in the Rolls (skrrt, boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
Brought the same dudes, alligators on the toes (ah)
Fashion Week, I almost tripped two bitches (ah)
Hundred-round drum, make a nigga go get it (make a nigga go get it, grrt)
John L Sullivan, bucket while we drillin' (boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
Had to sneak my new Glock up in Lenox (ah)
Free Sly Green, he got Wayne Perry digits
Socks Burberry, dick sucks on the visit (ah, brrrt)
First one to pop, first to earn the stripes
Three strikes in, twenty-five to life (uh-uh)
Hyping up the building, hyping up the sights
Whip got the wings of angel kit
I been wanting this shit my whole life, I didn't pray for it
She want me to come into his house but I can't kick it
She want the whole dub-dub E, but I ain't convinced
Never met her she, but she met Sheck, she don't need a prince
Took her off the O into the D, she ain't take offense
Way we got it bouncin' off the boards we making prints
Wait until I step into the floor and then they commence
Have you ever been lost?
Forever
Lost on islands, driven in boat cars
Just bring your girl, feel like she both ours
Young black nigga work at the Auchans (Auchans)
So how we here trapped on the ocean?
'Bout to go up a level of disrespectful
I'm just one chain away from goin' heavy metal
I'm just one angel away from blockin' out the devil
Just one mountain away from meetin' all my rebels
Too much power, too many hours all in a day
I sent her flowers, ain't talkin roses, I'm talkin' maoda
Ask if she "Ha-ha-ha", I really doubt it (ha-ha-ha)
Took her through the Hills at noon, she felt the- (and how wonderful, how wonderful)
(Shel felt the-, she felt the-)
Baby girl think she in Honolu' (wonderful)
Don't you know you in the I-5 loop? (How wonderful)
How many chickens fit in the coupe? (How wonderful, how wonderful)
Wonderful, she don't wanna leave
She jump up, bounce back like trampoline (have you ever been lost?)
(Like trampoline, like trampoline, like trampoline, like trampoline)
Ayo, whip the cocaine 'til the pot bust ('til the pot bust, ah)
You was on the porch, I was locked up (I was locked up, ah)
Two-tone Maybach truck with the Maxwells (skrrt, Maxwells)
Think a nigga shot somethin' (ah)
Put it to your face, watch a motherf*cker blow (boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
Daytona, different color face on the road (ah)
Ten on his head, he'll be dead by the mornin' (by the mornin')
I can get dirty for the stove (ah)
Dior trench shit hang to the floor (ah)
Dior goggles, I ain't playin' with you hoes (uh-uh)
Out on South Beach with the poles in the Rolls (skrrt, boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
Brought the same dudes, alligators on the toes (ah)
Fashion Week, I almost tripped two bitches (ah)
Hundred-round drum, make a nigga go get it (make a nigga go get it, grrt)
John L Sullivan, bucket while we drillin' (boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
Had to sneak my new Glock up in Lenox (ah)
Free Sly Green, he got Wayne Perry digits
Socks Burberry, dick sucks on the visit (ah, brrrt)
First one to pop, first to earn the stripes
Three strikes in, twenty-five to life (uh-uh)
Hyping up the building, hyping up the sights
Whip got the wings of angel kit
I been wanting this shit my whole life, I didn't pray for it
She want me to come into his house but I can't kick it
She want the whole dub-dub E, but I ain't convinced
Never met her she, but she met Sheck, she don't need a prince
Took her off the O into the D, she ain't take offense
Way we got it bouncin' off the boards we making prints
Wait until I step into the floor and then they commence
Writer: Jacques Webster, James Litherland, Alvin Worthy, Alan Maman, Douglas Ford, Eilliott Baker
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
LOOOVE
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time (long time, long time)
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time(long time, long time)
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
They give me, they give me love, they love the Scotts
They love how the disc rock, they lovin' the Jac'
No Wi-Fi, we hot spottin', connected the block
Rollin' through the club, we feelin' the love
Iller than my trees, they jockin' my steez, please
Five hundred degrees, nigga, who hotter than me? Yeah (yeah)
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
They love me, love me, love me, yeah, they love me long time
They love me, they love me, love to show me love (love)
They love me, love me, love me, yeah, they love me long time
They love, they love me, love to show me love (love)
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
Come and kick back with us
This a new religion, come and have mass with us
Tell me have you made love to a bachelor?
Turnin' bad so they used to grow up in the back woods
Come take a ride with the real, it's the last of us
We gon' make them Vogue bitches turn racheter
First task, now, look, you used to laugh at us
Pass the Actavis 'cause a nigga past passivist
Imagine my world of misogyny
Nigga, f*ck a-, f*ck a monogamy
Got her head tipped over the driver's seat
Meet me, don't go tell my mama 'bout this, baby
Hold up, we gon' own the summer
Never-never stressin', no, we always hit the numbers
Cuzzo always stressin', always cuffin' different numbers
Know we tired of makin' shit, you know the streets don't make diplomas
Drunk somethin', tryna find my keys
And find myself lookin' down at the stars, the bees
The stars align, remember when it was Ramadan
Might try a line, might try some crime, might try to dime
But now it's time, baby, now it's time
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, get the love, and they givin' it up, like
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time (time, time)
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time (long time, long time)
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time(long time, long time)
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
It's on fire ton-
The night is too young and the love in the air hit me
Follow all the vibes up in every city
Gamble with your life, thinkin' 'bout it, woadie
Tell ya homie chill tonight, you don't want it with him
We raises our glasses, the madness
The tiny waist, the asses, dancin' in trances
Baby say she ready and we 'bout to find out ('bout to find out)
Don't be mad, your girl a fine dime, we get it
Livin' live, Richard Pryor on a mission
And they lookin' like they know, but they didn't
Let me slip into my mode, as I sip unannounced
Smokin' plenty but Tequila, baby
Members of the rage run 'way with it
Fashion Week in Paris, front row with it (row with it)
Diamonds always dancin', no bullshit
See a Black God on the job, yeah, I'm so winnin'
They love me, they love me, love me long time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time (long time, long time)
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time(long time, long time)
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
They give me, they give me love, they love the Scotts
They love how the disc rock, they lovin' the Jac'
No Wi-Fi, we hot spottin', connected the block
Rollin' through the club, we feelin' the love
Iller than my trees, they jockin' my steez, please
Five hundred degrees, nigga, who hotter than me? Yeah (yeah)
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
They love me, love me, love me, yeah, they love me long time
They love me, they love me, love to show me love (love)
They love me, love me, love me, yeah, they love me long time
They love, they love me, love to show me love (love)
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
Come and kick back with us
This a new religion, come and have mass with us
Tell me have you made love to a bachelor?
Turnin' bad so they used to grow up in the back woods
Come take a ride with the real, it's the last of us
We gon' make them Vogue bitches turn racheter
First task, now, look, you used to laugh at us
Pass the Actavis 'cause a nigga past passivist
Imagine my world of misogyny
Nigga, f*ck a-, f*ck a monogamy
Got her head tipped over the driver's seat
Meet me, don't go tell my mama 'bout this, baby
Hold up, we gon' own the summer
Never-never stressin', no, we always hit the numbers
Cuzzo always stressin', always cuffin' different numbers
Know we tired of makin' shit, you know the streets don't make diplomas
Drunk somethin', tryna find my keys
And find myself lookin' down at the stars, the bees
The stars align, remember when it was Ramadan
Might try a line, might try some crime, might try to dime
But now it's time, baby, now it's time
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, get the love, and they givin' it up, like
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time (time, time)
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time (long time, long time)
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time(long time, long time)
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
Y'all feel-, y'all feel like that?
It's on fire ton-
The night is too young and the love in the air hit me
Follow all the vibes up in every city
Gamble with your life, thinkin' 'bout it, woadie
Tell ya homie chill tonight, you don't want it with him
We raises our glasses, the madness
The tiny waist, the asses, dancin' in trances
Baby say she ready and we 'bout to find out ('bout to find out)
Don't be mad, your girl a fine dime, we get it
Livin' live, Richard Pryor on a mission
And they lookin' like they know, but they didn't
Let me slip into my mode, as I sip unannounced
Smokin' plenty but Tequila, baby
Members of the rage run 'way with it
Fashion Week in Paris, front row with it (row with it)
Diamonds always dancin', no bullshit
See a Black God on the job, yeah, I'm so winnin'
Writer: Jacques Webster, Scott Mescudi, Pharrell Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
K-POP
Gonna pop, baby
Vemo'
Swish, uh (uh)
Move that shit out here (huh)
You full off one sip (sip)
Fallin' off but I got grip (grip)
All around the trap, it hit (hit, hit)
All around the map, you trip (skrrt)
Take it like nine out of ten (yeah)
Think they gon' find that again
Think I gotta bond out again
Behind the tint, I sin, I vent
Can't forget about that place we went
Right after you put that in my head
Do you still pop 'em? Do you dance?
Do you still drop some'? Know you can
I got a lot but I'm still chancin'
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Hace tiempo no te veo, eh
Es que ahora en Miami jangueo, eh, eh
Ya no tengo la Rodeo
Ahora en la G-Wagon me espoteo, ey
Y te lo meto al frente 'e la playa
Como aquello' tiempo' de camino a Maya
Tú ni fumaba' y chingando te arrebaté
Dale, no pierdas tiempo, no lo piense', trépate
Tú bien loca, loca, yo bien loco, loco
Si ahora tu mai nos pilla, me pide una foto
La nota me explota, el ticke' lo exploto
Vamo' pa' Cayo Musha, ya le texteé al piloto, eh-eh
I know it was one time (swish)
You felt like that winner (winner)
That night was just so fire
I need you back sooner (sooner)
You come back on this side
When shit get back cooler (cooler)
We run it back one time
I'm grabbin' you uno (uno)
Ooh (uno)
Ooh-ooh (mm-mm, mm-mm)
Oh yeah (mm-mm, mm-mm)
Ooh yeah (mm-mm)
Mix the drugs with the pain
Let the waves lead the way
You in Cannes and Saint-Tropez
Callin' out my name
You know I'm rollin' my face off
You know I'm high off the K pop
Rubbin' up on your body
All your clothes, you gon' take off
South of France, we gon' party
This ain't some lil' yachty
We gon' f*ck 'til we seasick
You my bad lil' mami (yeah), mami
You love me, you could tell me you love me
Even if you don't mean it
Sex'll make you believe it
I love it when she up on me
Love when she call me, "Papi"
Even though she Korean
Get her wet like tsunami, 'nami, ooh, yeah (yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know it was one time
You felt like that winner (winner)
That night was just so fire
I need you back sooner (sooner)
You come back on this side
When shit get back cooler (cooler)
We run it back one time
I'm grabbin' you uno (uno)
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah (uno)
Vemo'
Swish, uh (uh)
Move that shit out here (huh)
You full off one sip (sip)
Fallin' off but I got grip (grip)
All around the trap, it hit (hit, hit)
All around the map, you trip (skrrt)
Take it like nine out of ten (yeah)
Think they gon' find that again
Think I gotta bond out again
Behind the tint, I sin, I vent
Can't forget about that place we went
Right after you put that in my head
Do you still pop 'em? Do you dance?
Do you still drop some'? Know you can
I got a lot but I'm still chancin'
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Hace tiempo no te veo, eh
Es que ahora en Miami jangueo, eh, eh
Ya no tengo la Rodeo
Ahora en la G-Wagon me espoteo, ey
Y te lo meto al frente 'e la playa
Como aquello' tiempo' de camino a Maya
Tú ni fumaba' y chingando te arrebaté
Dale, no pierdas tiempo, no lo piense', trépate
Tú bien loca, loca, yo bien loco, loco
Si ahora tu mai nos pilla, me pide una foto
La nota me explota, el ticke' lo exploto
Vamo' pa' Cayo Musha, ya le texteé al piloto, eh-eh
I know it was one time (swish)
You felt like that winner (winner)
That night was just so fire
I need you back sooner (sooner)
You come back on this side
When shit get back cooler (cooler)
We run it back one time
I'm grabbin' you uno (uno)
Ooh (uno)
Ooh-ooh (mm-mm, mm-mm)
Oh yeah (mm-mm, mm-mm)
Ooh yeah (mm-mm)
Mix the drugs with the pain
Let the waves lead the way
You in Cannes and Saint-Tropez
Callin' out my name
You know I'm rollin' my face off
You know I'm high off the K pop
Rubbin' up on your body
All your clothes, you gon' take off
South of France, we gon' party
This ain't some lil' yachty
We gon' f*ck 'til we seasick
You my bad lil' mami (yeah), mami
You love me, you could tell me you love me
Even if you don't mean it
Sex'll make you believe it
I love it when she up on me
Love when she call me, "Papi"
Even though she Korean
Get her wet like tsunami, 'nami, ooh, yeah (yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know it was one time
You felt like that winner (winner)
That night was just so fire
I need you back sooner (sooner)
You come back on this side
When shit get back cooler (cooler)
We run it back one time
I'm grabbin' you uno (uno)
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah (uno)
Writer: Jacques Webster, Benito Antonio Martinez Ocasio, Abel Tesfaye, Benjamin Saint Fort, Jahaan Sweet, Matthew Samuels
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
TELEKINESIS
Used to wanna f*ck an R&B bitch, then that shit happened, yeah, yeah
Used to wanna be rich, then it finally happened
Thought it'd make me happy (thought it'd make me happy)
I could've took the pain and I could've went out sad
Streets stepped in and raised me, but I ain't have my daddy
Niggas tryna clone me, run off with my swag
For selling Coco, got Chanel on my jacket (jacket)
Shawty give me mop with the less, it don't last (last)
Takin' more drugs, all alone in a mansion
Walkin' around tweakin' with the yop in my hands (walkin' around tweakin')
Just another broke ho just preachin' for these bands (just another ho)
And I know I'm due for a billion-dollar advance (uh-huh)
I can see the future, I can see the future (I can see the future)
I can see the future, it's lookin' like we level through the sky
I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life (live in glory)
Won't you take the wheel? And I recline and I sit still
Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced to the trumpets
Do you like the way it sounds? (Like the way it sound)
You know the future of the bounce, ayy
I can hear your thoughts so loud, I can hear the crowd so loud
Do you like the way it sounds? Ayy
I can hear your thoughts so loud, I can hear the crowd so loud (so loud)
I can see the future
Ridin' with the storm and some troopers
Ridin' through this shit, this shit is stupid
Sky walkin' 'round like I'm Luke-uh
Duckin' all these convos like I'm Bruce-uh, super
Mobbin' with my angels dodgin' Lucifer (mob)
Seein' every angle, I can see through ya, yeah (yeah)
I can see the future, it's lookin' like we level through the sky (see ya)
I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life (live in glory)
Won't you take the wheel? And (see ya) I recline and I sit still
Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced to the trumpets
Do you like the way it sounds?
You know the future of the bounce
Count so much money 'til my skin peel
Cherry-red Benz like the real pimp (yeah)
My bro cook up dope, it take real skill
Share my bitch with my ho, I ain't got no chill (no)
You either gettin' to money or you're gossipin' (yeah)
She chose up, put on this coat, now she lottery
Places I'd never thought I'd go I found models in
I hear the demons clear when they callin' (yeah)
Flyest on the Earth so I had to name myself a planet (Pluto)
Automatic dead when you goin' against my family
Few break-ups went public, I just bought another baddie (bought another baddie)
Bitch knew I was toxic, when she met me, I was a savage (I was a savage)
High in the hills, tryna avoid any madness (yeah)
Private on the Lear, it's just like we imagined
Only sellin' for this Hi-Tech 'cause I ain't got the Actavis (yeah)
I'm tryna be modest (modest), it sound like I'm braggin' (braggin')
Cartier my frames (frames), all because of my fame (fame)
Bitch said she ashamed to love me in public, rather go private (seen enough)
Count so much money 'til my skin peel
Cherry-red Benz like the real pimp
My bro cook up dope, it take real skill
Share my bitch with my ho, I ain't got no chill
You either gettin' to money or you're gossipin'
She chose up, put on this coat, now she lottery
I can see the future, it's lookin' like we level through the sky
I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life
Won't you take the wheel? And I recline and I sit still
Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced to the trumpets
Do you like the way it sounds?
I can't get enough, told you I just want it all
I can't get enough, you ain't been doin' enough (do you like the way it sounds?)
So cold, so cold
It's so cold, so cold, so cold
You could see the future, there's a sparkle in your eye
Why you all up on my thigh? Can't let you
Niggas plottin' my demise, I got murder on my mind
I got money on the line, I can't lose if I tried
Let no bitch break my stride
Chosen, I'm gon' bet on me, chosen, all my shit antique
Frozen, I can't feel no heat, diamonds dancing on me
You're startin' fresh, man, you fell out of pocket
You f*cked that girl that you met at the party
I got some new niggas down in the lobby
How can I sleep when you're out catchin' bodies?
I still wanna be with you, trust me, I know that's insane
I'd rather f*ck on you than f*ck on lames
I did some shit in Berlin, my moldae
We both ain't shit and it's workin' for me
Workin' for me, yeah
I can see the future, I can see the future
Used to wanna be rich, then it finally happened
Thought it'd make me happy (thought it'd make me happy)
I could've took the pain and I could've went out sad
Streets stepped in and raised me, but I ain't have my daddy
Niggas tryna clone me, run off with my swag
For selling Coco, got Chanel on my jacket (jacket)
Shawty give me mop with the less, it don't last (last)
Takin' more drugs, all alone in a mansion
Walkin' around tweakin' with the yop in my hands (walkin' around tweakin')
Just another broke ho just preachin' for these bands (just another ho)
And I know I'm due for a billion-dollar advance (uh-huh)
I can see the future, I can see the future (I can see the future)
I can see the future, it's lookin' like we level through the sky
I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life (live in glory)
Won't you take the wheel? And I recline and I sit still
Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced to the trumpets
Do you like the way it sounds? (Like the way it sound)
You know the future of the bounce, ayy
I can hear your thoughts so loud, I can hear the crowd so loud
Do you like the way it sounds? Ayy
I can hear your thoughts so loud, I can hear the crowd so loud (so loud)
I can see the future
Ridin' with the storm and some troopers
Ridin' through this shit, this shit is stupid
Sky walkin' 'round like I'm Luke-uh
Duckin' all these convos like I'm Bruce-uh, super
Mobbin' with my angels dodgin' Lucifer (mob)
Seein' every angle, I can see through ya, yeah (yeah)
I can see the future, it's lookin' like we level through the sky (see ya)
I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life (live in glory)
Won't you take the wheel? And (see ya) I recline and I sit still
Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced to the trumpets
Do you like the way it sounds?
You know the future of the bounce
Count so much money 'til my skin peel
Cherry-red Benz like the real pimp (yeah)
My bro cook up dope, it take real skill
Share my bitch with my ho, I ain't got no chill (no)
You either gettin' to money or you're gossipin' (yeah)
She chose up, put on this coat, now she lottery
Places I'd never thought I'd go I found models in
I hear the demons clear when they callin' (yeah)
Flyest on the Earth so I had to name myself a planet (Pluto)
Automatic dead when you goin' against my family
Few break-ups went public, I just bought another baddie (bought another baddie)
Bitch knew I was toxic, when she met me, I was a savage (I was a savage)
High in the hills, tryna avoid any madness (yeah)
Private on the Lear, it's just like we imagined
Only sellin' for this Hi-Tech 'cause I ain't got the Actavis (yeah)
I'm tryna be modest (modest), it sound like I'm braggin' (braggin')
Cartier my frames (frames), all because of my fame (fame)
Bitch said she ashamed to love me in public, rather go private (seen enough)
Count so much money 'til my skin peel
Cherry-red Benz like the real pimp
My bro cook up dope, it take real skill
Share my bitch with my ho, I ain't got no chill
You either gettin' to money or you're gossipin'
She chose up, put on this coat, now she lottery
I can see the future, it's lookin' like we level through the sky
I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life
Won't you take the wheel? And I recline and I sit still
Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced to the trumpets
Do you like the way it sounds?
I can't get enough, told you I just want it all
I can't get enough, you ain't been doin' enough (do you like the way it sounds?)
So cold, so cold
It's so cold, so cold, so cold
You could see the future, there's a sparkle in your eye
Why you all up on my thigh? Can't let you
Niggas plottin' my demise, I got murder on my mind
I got money on the line, I can't lose if I tried
Let no bitch break my stride
Chosen, I'm gon' bet on me, chosen, all my shit antique
Frozen, I can't feel no heat, diamonds dancing on me
You're startin' fresh, man, you fell out of pocket
You f*cked that girl that you met at the party
I got some new niggas down in the lobby
How can I sleep when you're out catchin' bodies?
I still wanna be with you, trust me, I know that's insane
I'd rather f*ck on you than f*ck on lames
I did some shit in Berlin, my moldae
We both ain't shit and it's workin' for me
Workin' for me, yeah
I can see the future, I can see the future
Writer: Jacques Webster, Solana Rowe, Nayvadius Cash, Victory Boyd, Kanye West, Jahaan Sweet, Jahmal Gwin, Nima Jahanbin, Paimon Jahanbin, Edgar Nabeyin Pandord
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
TIL FURTHER NOTICE
Where will you go now
Now that you're done with me?
Where will you go now
Now that you're done with me?
I don't blame you
You should be done with me
I don't blame you
You should be done with me
Why won't you even talk about it?
Or even hear about it?
Or even feel about it? (Metro)
Like the covers that come off in the heat
We don't have to lie
We don't have to lie right here
And it's alright
I should've waited somehow
I shouldn't have pushed so hard
I always push too hard
And now it's just a blackout
And now it's just a blackout
('Til further notice)
My mama always told me, "Put yourself first"
I don't really fall in love with women, man, 'cause love hurt
I hit a couple broads, I can't lie, I put my dick first
Now you runnin' 'round playin' payback and that shit hurt
I should've treated you better (21)
Used to deal with lames 'til she ran into a stepper (on God)
Big dawg Savage, I'm a Zone 6 repper (21)
Niggas throwin' salt, but the Draco came with pepper (straight up)
She say we ain't goin' nowhere 'cause all I do is sext her (on God)
Whoa, never knew that I had to propose, no (21)
I was fine with you bein' one of my hoes, for sure (on God)
She say she seen us bein' somebody goals, what are those? (21)
I thought about givin' you the key to my heart, but it's froze
Where would you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where would you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where would you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where would you go now?
Now that you're done with me
'Til further notice (ah-ah)
'Til further notice (ah-ah)
'Til further notice (we'll keep you posted)
'Til further notice (we'll keep you posted)
(Ooh) if energy makes energy
X-rated love, X-rated love
If energy makes energy, makes energy
X-rated love, X-rated love
You know the love was X-rated, it's how we made it
Drinkin' help balance the patience, watch how you take it
Can't keep no pictures, it's too dangerous, a bit X-rated
Took everything up for the takin', I couldn't save it
See red and blues, I hit the pavement, got love, got vacant
She needed angles, I need angels, I'm fightin' Satan
Leave me faded, I feel painless, I go out gracious
I'm tryna feel a shade of greatness by celebratin'
Bring entertainment, goin' brainless, like goin' dumb on my hiatus
She fall more in love every time that I tip
I fade away every time that I-
Take a sip, I been goin' off the rip
I been bumpin' more Coldplay, the world cold as shit
I know one thing 'bout the old one, can't have more fun with it
Knew exactly how to roll one and how to tote a stick
Even if she had to show some' she never let him hit
Always knew she always on one and I can bear with it
Yeah, I can bear with it
Where will you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where will you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where will you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where will you go now?
Now that you're done with me
'Til further notice
'Til further notice
'Til further notice (we'll keep you posted)
'Til further notice (we'll keep you posted)
Now that you're done with me?
Where will you go now
Now that you're done with me?
I don't blame you
You should be done with me
I don't blame you
You should be done with me
Why won't you even talk about it?
Or even hear about it?
Or even feel about it? (Metro)
Like the covers that come off in the heat
We don't have to lie
We don't have to lie right here
And it's alright
I should've waited somehow
I shouldn't have pushed so hard
I always push too hard
And now it's just a blackout
And now it's just a blackout
('Til further notice)
My mama always told me, "Put yourself first"
I don't really fall in love with women, man, 'cause love hurt
I hit a couple broads, I can't lie, I put my dick first
Now you runnin' 'round playin' payback and that shit hurt
I should've treated you better (21)
Used to deal with lames 'til she ran into a stepper (on God)
Big dawg Savage, I'm a Zone 6 repper (21)
Niggas throwin' salt, but the Draco came with pepper (straight up)
She say we ain't goin' nowhere 'cause all I do is sext her (on God)
Whoa, never knew that I had to propose, no (21)
I was fine with you bein' one of my hoes, for sure (on God)
She say she seen us bein' somebody goals, what are those? (21)
I thought about givin' you the key to my heart, but it's froze
Where would you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where would you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where would you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where would you go now?
Now that you're done with me
'Til further notice (ah-ah)
'Til further notice (ah-ah)
'Til further notice (we'll keep you posted)
'Til further notice (we'll keep you posted)
(Ooh) if energy makes energy
X-rated love, X-rated love
If energy makes energy, makes energy
X-rated love, X-rated love
You know the love was X-rated, it's how we made it
Drinkin' help balance the patience, watch how you take it
Can't keep no pictures, it's too dangerous, a bit X-rated
Took everything up for the takin', I couldn't save it
See red and blues, I hit the pavement, got love, got vacant
She needed angles, I need angels, I'm fightin' Satan
Leave me faded, I feel painless, I go out gracious
I'm tryna feel a shade of greatness by celebratin'
Bring entertainment, goin' brainless, like goin' dumb on my hiatus
She fall more in love every time that I tip
I fade away every time that I-
Take a sip, I been goin' off the rip
I been bumpin' more Coldplay, the world cold as shit
I know one thing 'bout the old one, can't have more fun with it
Knew exactly how to roll one and how to tote a stick
Even if she had to show some' she never let him hit
Always knew she always on one and I can bear with it
Yeah, I can bear with it
Where will you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where will you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where will you go now?
Now that you're done with me
Where will you go now?
Now that you're done with me
'Til further notice
'Til further notice
'Til further notice (we'll keep you posted)
'Til further notice (we'll keep you posted)
Writer: Jacques Webster, James Litherland, Leland Tyler Wayne, Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Utopia is the fourth studio album by Travis Scott.
The album features guest appearances from Teezo Touchdown, Drake, Playboi Carti, Beyoncé, Rob49, 21 Savage, the Weeknd, Swae Lee, Yung Lean, Dave Chappelle, Young Thug, Westside Gunn, Kid Cudi, Bad Bunny, SZA, Future, and James Blake, with Lil Uzi Vert and Sheck Wes appearing additionally on physical releases of the album.
It debuted at number one on Billboard 200 chart, in which it earned 496,000 album-equivalent units, of which 252,000 units were pure album sales. All 19 songs from the album debuted in the Billboard Hot 100, making Scott the 15th artist in the chart's history to log 100-plus career entries.
Commercially, the album became Scott's first number one album in the United Kingdom, also reaching the top in Australia, Canada, Ireland, Italy, the Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway, and Sweden. The album was supported by four singles: "K-pop", "Delresto (Echoes)", "Meltdown", and "I Know ?".
Performed By:
Travis ScottThe album features guest appearances from Teezo Touchdown, Drake, Playboi Carti, Beyoncé, Rob49, 21 Savage, the Weeknd, Swae Lee, Yung Lean, Dave Chappelle, Young Thug, Westside Gunn, Kid Cudi, Bad Bunny, SZA, Future, and James Blake, with Lil Uzi Vert and Sheck Wes appearing additionally on physical releases of the album.
It debuted at number one on Billboard 200 chart, in which it earned 496,000 album-equivalent units, of which 252,000 units were pure album sales. All 19 songs from the album debuted in the Billboard Hot 100, making Scott the 15th artist in the chart's history to log 100-plus career entries.
Commercially, the album became Scott's first number one album in the United Kingdom, also reaching the top in Australia, Canada, Ireland, Italy, the Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway, and Sweden. The album was supported by four singles: "K-pop", "Delresto (Echoes)", "Meltdown", and "I Know ?".
Genre(s): Hip hop, pop
Producer(s): 30 Roc, The Alchemist, Allen Ritter, Bnyx, Boi-1da, BoogzDaBeast, Buddy Ross, Cadenza, Dez Wright, Dom Maker, FnZ, Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo, Illangelo, Jahaan Sweet, James Blake, Justin Vernon, Metro Boomin, Nami, Nik Dean, Noah Goldstein, Oz, Scotty Coleman, Sevn Thomas, Slim Pharoah, Tay Keith, Travis Sayles, Travis Scott, Vegyn, Vinylz, Wheezy, WondaGurl, Ye
Released: July 28th, 2023
Year: 2023