Astro, yeah. Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know, winter's here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
Astro, yeah. Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know, winter's here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Goin' on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode
[Part II]
[Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.]
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes
This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot
(Gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4 a.m. and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
[Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Some-Some-Some-Someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak
[Verse 2: Travis Scott & Uncle Luke]
Yeah, this shit way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I need the bootch
Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too"
In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke
(Don't stop, pop that pussy!)
Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh
She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon"
We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
Who put this shit together? I'm the glue
[Bridge: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Big Hawk]
Someone said
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
Someone said
Pl-Playin' for keeps
Someone said, motherfucker—someone said
Don't play us for weak
[Part III]
[Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice]
Yeah!
Astro, yeah, yeah
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!)
Ayy, ayy
[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah
[Verse 3: Drake & Travis Scott]
Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy
767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (Down the block)
Made a right (Yeah, right)
Cut the lights (Yeah, what?), paid the price (Yeah)
Niggas think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?)
Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man)
Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah)
That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch)
See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy)
Wet like I'm Lizzie
I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)
No one seen him (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah)
[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo)
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (Like a light)
Like a light
[Verse 4: Travis Scott]
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly
Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah
He said, "Keep that on lock"
I say, "You know this shit, it's stife," yeah
It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit)
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back
She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God)
Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
Bout a check, yeah (Check), just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook
Yeah
Astro, ja. Solen er nede, freezin' koldt
Det er, hvordan vi allerede kender, vinter er her
Min dawg ville sandsynligvis gøre det for en Louis bælte
Det er bare alt, hvad han ved, behøver han ikke kender Nothin' ellers
Jeg forsøgte at vise dem, ja
Jeg forsøgte at vise dem, ja, ja
Ja, ja, ja
Goin' på dig med pick and roll
Unge La Flamme, han i Sicko tilstand
[Part II]
[Vers 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.]
Woo, gjorde dette her med al isen på i kabinen
Ved gaten udenfor, når de trækker op, de får mig løs
Ja, springe ud drenge, det er Nike drenge, hoppin' ud coupéer
Denne lort alt for stor, når vi trækker op, giv mig byttet
(Gimme rovet!)
Var væk fra Remy, havde en Papoose
Havde til at ramme min gamle by til ænder nyheden
To fire timer lockdown, vi gjorde ingen bevægelser
Nu er det 4:00, og jeg er tilbage op poppin' med besætningen
Jeg lige er landet i, Chase B blander pop ligesom Jamba Juice
Forskellige farvede kæder, tror, at min guldsmed virkelig sellin' frugter
Og de chokin', mand, kender de kiks ønske det var en løkke
[Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Nogle-Nogle-Nogle-Nogen sagde
For at vinde tilbagetog, vi alle for dybt
Pl-Pl-Playin' for holder, spiller ikke os for svag (Nogen sagde)
For at vinde tilbagetog, vi alle for dybt
Pl-Pl-Playin' for holder, spiller ikke os for svag
[Vers 2: Travis Scott & onkel Luke]
Ja, det lort alt for formelle, y'all ved, jeg ikke følge trop
Stacey Dash, de fleste af disse piger er ikke got a clue
Alle disse hakker jeg lavede off plader jeg producerede
Jeg kan tage alle mine exes og sætte dem alle i en gruppe
Hit mine Eses, jeg har brug for det bootch
Bout at slå denne funktion til Bonnaroo
Fortalte hende, "Hop ind, du comin' også"
I 305, tæver behandle mig som jeg er onkel Luke
(Do not Stop, pop, at fisse!)
Måtte slop toppen off, det er bare et tag, øh
Hun sagde: "Hvor vi hen?" Jeg sagde, "Månen"
Vi er ikke engang gøre det til værelset
Hun troede, det var havet, det er bare poolen
Nu fik jeg hende åben, det er bare Goose
Hvem sætte det lort sammen? Jeg er den lim
[Bridge: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Big Hawk]
Nogen sagde
Shorty FaceTimed mig ud det blå
Nogen sagde
Pl-Playin' for holder
Nogen sagde, motherfucker-nogen sagde
Må ikke spille os til svage
[Part III]
[Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice]
Yeah!
Astro, ja, ja
(Tay Keith, kneppe disse niggas op!)
AYY, aYY
[Kor: Drake & Travis Scott]
Hun er forelsket i hvem jeg er
Tilbage i gymnasiet, jeg plejede at bussen den til dansen (Ja)
Nu jeg ramte FBO med duffels i mine hænder
Jeg gjorde en halv Xan, 13 timers til jeg jord
Havde mig ud som et lys, aYY, ja
Ligesom en lys, aYY, ja
[Vers 3: Drake & Travis Scott]
Ligesom en lys, aYY, sov gennem flyvningen, aYY
Bankede for natten, aYY
767, mand, det lort fik soveværelse med dobbeltseng, mand
Jeg fik stadig scores til at bosætte, mand
Jeg krøb ned blokken (Ned blokken)
Lavet en ret (Yeah, right)
Skær lys (Ja, hvad?), Betalte prisen (Ja)
Niggas synes det er sødt (Nah, aldrig), er det på sigt (Ja, hvad?)
Nothin' god (Ja), baguetter i min is (Øv, mand)
Jesus Kristus (Ja), kontrol end striber (Ja)
Det er, hvad jeg gerne (Ja), det er det, vi gerne (Ja)
Mistet min respekt, du ikke en trussel
Når jeg skyder mit skud, det lort wetty som om jeg er Sheck (Bitch)
Se de skud, som jeg tog (aYY), våd som om jeg er Bog (aYY)
Fugt som om jeg er Lizzie
Jeg være drejer rundt Valley, cirkel blokke 'til jeg er svimmel (Ja, hvad?)
Ligesom hvor er han? (Ja, hvad?)
Ingen har set ham (Ja, ja)
Jeg er tryna rense 'em (Ja)
[Kor: Drake & Travis Scott]
Hun er forelsket i hvem jeg er
Tilbage i gymnasiet, jeg plejede at bussen den til dansen
Nu jeg ramte FBO med duffels i mine hænder (Woo)
Jeg gjorde en halv Xan, 13 timers til jeg jord
Havde mig ud som et lys (Ligesom et lys)
Som et lys (som et lys)
Som et lys (som et lys)
Ligesom et lys
[Vers 4: Travis Scott]
Ja, bestået dawgs en Celly
Sendin' tekster, er ikke Sendin' kites, ja
Han sagde: "Hold det på lock"
Jeg siger: "Du ved det lort, det er stife," ja
Det er absolut, ja (Ja), jeg er tilbage, genstart (Det er tændt)
LaFerrari til Jamba Juice, ja (Skrrt, skrrt)
Vi tilbage på vejen, de Jumpin' slukket, ingen faldskærm, ja
Shawty i ryggen
Hun sagde, hun havde arbejdet på hendes glutes, ja (Åh min Gud)
Er det ikke efter bogen, ja, det, hvordan det ser ud, ja
Bout en check, ja (check), lige tjekke fodens, ja
Pass dette til min datter, I'ma vise hende, hvad det tog (Ja)
Baby mama dæksel Forbes, fik disse andre tæver rystede
Ja