Drake | 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
Drake | 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
Drake | Astro, yeah! Is Sun síos, freezin 'fuar
Go s chaoi a fhios againn cheana féin, tá an gheimhridh anseo
Bheadh mo dawg a dhéanamh is dócha é ar feadh crios Louis
Sin díreach ar fad a fhios aige, níl a fhios aige nothin 'eile
Rinne mé a thaispeáint 'em, yera yeah
Rinne mé a thaispeáint 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yera yeah, yeah
Goin 'ar tú leis an Pioc agus rolladh
Young La lasair, sé i mód Sicko
[Cuid II]
[Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.]
Woo, rinne seo anseo leis na oighir ar an mboth
Ag an taobh amuigh gheata, nuair a tharraingt siad suas, a fhaigheann siad dom scaoilte
Yeah, buachaillí Léim Amach, go bhfuil buachaillí Nike, hoppin 'as coupes
Sa tslí seo cac ró-mhór, nuair a muid ag tarraingt suas, a thabhairt dom an loot
(Gimme an loot!)
An raibh amach ó Remy, bhí Papoose
Dá mbeadh a bhuail mo bhaile d'aois a lacha an nuacht
Dhá-ceithre uair an chloig lockdown, rinne muid aon bogann
Anois, tá sé 4:00 agus tá mé ar ais suas Poppin 'leis an criú
thuirling mé díreach i, pop meascáin Chase B cosúil Jamba Juice
slabhraí daite éagsúla, a cheapann mo jeweler gur sellin 'torthaí
Agus chokin acu ', fear, tá a fhios mian na crackers ba noose
[Droichead: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Roinnt-Roinnt-Roinnt-D'iarr duine éigin a dúirt
A bhuaigh an Retreat, againn ar fad i ró-dhomhain
Pl-Pl-playin 'le haghaidh Coimeádann, nach imirt linn le haghaidh lag (D'iarr duine éigin a dúirt)
A bhuaigh an Retreat, againn ar fad i ró-dhomhain
Pl-Pl-playin 'le haghaidh Coimeádann, nach imirt linn le haghaidh lag
[Verse 2: Travis Scott & Uncail Luke]
Yeah, ar an mbealach seo cac ró-fhoirmiúil, tá a fhios y'all ní féidir liom a leanúint agra
Stacey Dash, níl an chuid is mó de na cailíní fuair a clue
Gach ceann de na grafóga rinne mé as taifid arna dtáirgeadh agam
D'fhéadfadh liom a chur ar mo exes agus a chur 'em go léir i ngrúpa
Buail mo eses, is gá dom an bootch
Bout dul fheidhm seo a Bonnaroo
Dúirt sé léi, "Hop i, comin tú 'ró-"
Sna 305, bitches caitheamh orm mar tá mé Uncail Luke
(Ná stop, pop go pussy!)
Dá mbeadh a slop an taobh amuigh den barr, tá sé ach díon, uh
Dúirt sí, "I gcás goin muid ag '?" Dúirt mé, "An ghealach"
Níl muid é a dhéanamh fiú go dtí an seomra
Cheap sí go raibh sé na farraige, tá sé ach an linn snámha
Anois, fuair mé í ar oscailt, tá sé ach an Goose
Cé a chur ar an chéile cac? Tá mé an gliú
[Droichead: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Big Hawk]
dúirt duine éigin
Shorty FaceTimed mé amach an gorm
dúirt duine éigin
Pl-playin 'do Coimeádann
D'iarr duine éigin a dúirt, a dúirt motherfucker-duine
Ná imirt linn le haghaidh lag
[Cuid III]
[Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice]
Yeah!
Astro, yeah, yeah
(Tay Keith, ag fuck na niggas suas!)
Ayy, ayy
[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
Tá sí i ngrá le cé mé
Ar ais sa scoil ard, a úsáidtear I a ghabhann le bus go dtí an rince (Yeah)
Anois, bhuail mé an FBO le duffels i mo lámha
Rinne mé leath Xan, 13 uair an chloig 'Til I talamh
Bhí mé amach cosúil le solas, ayy, yeah
Cosúil le solas, ayy, yeah
[Verse 3: Drake & Travis Scott]
Cosúil le solas, ayy, slept tríd an eitilt, ayy
Leag ar feadh na hoíche, ayy
767, fear, an cac fuair seomra dúbailte, fear
Fuair mé fós scóir a socrú síos, fear
I crept síos an bloc (Dún an bloc)
Déanta ceart (Yeah, ar dheis)
Gearr na soilse (Yeah, cad é?), D'íoc an praghas (Yeah)
Niggas smaoineamh go bhfuil sé milis (Nah, ní), tá sé ar radharc (Yeah, cad é?)
Nothin 'deas (Yeah), baguettes i mo oighear (Aw, fear)
Íosa Críost (Yeah), seiceanna thar stripes (Yeah)
Sin an méid mé ar nós (Yeah), go bhfuil an méid táimid ag cosúil (Yeah)
Caillte mo meas, ní tú i mbaol
Nuair a bheidh mé shoot mo lámhaigh, go wetty cac cosúil tá mé Sheck (Aaargh)
Féach ar na hurchair a ghlac mé (Ayy), fliuch mar tá mé Leabhar (Ayy)
Wet cosúil Tá mé Lizzie
Mé spinnin 'Valley, bloic ciorcal' Til bhfuil mé dizzy (Yeah, cad é?)
Cosúil áit a bhfuil sé? (Yeah, cad é?)
Aon duine le feiceáil air (Yeah, yera yeah)
Tá mé tryna glan 'em (Yeah)
[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
Tá sí i ngrá le cé mé
Ar ais sa scoil ard, a úsáidtear I a ghabhann le bus go dtí an rince
Anois, bhuail mé an FBO le duffels i mo lámha (Woo)
Rinne mé leath Xan, 13 uair an chloig 'Til I talamh
Bhí mé amach cosúil le solas (Cosúil le solas)
Cosúil le solas (cosúil le solas)
Cosúil le solas (cosúil le solas)
Cosúil le solas
[Verse 4: Travis Scott]
Yeah, rith an Dawgs a celly
Sendin 'téacsanna é, ní sendin' kites, yeah
Dúirt sé, "Coinnigh go bhfuil ar glas"
Rá liom, "Tá a fhios agat an cac, tá sé stife," yera yeah
Tá sé glan, yeah (Yeah), tá mé ar ais, Atosaigh (Tá sé lit)
LaFerrari go Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
Táimid ar ais ar an mbóthar, Jumpin siad 'as, gan aon paraisiúit, yeah
Shawty sa chúl
Dúirt sí ag workin sí 'ar a glutes, yeah (Oh mo Dhia)
Nach bhfuil ag an leabhar, yeah, seo conas a fhéachann sé, yeah
Bout seic, yeah (Seiceáil), ach seiceáil na Foots, yeah
Pas seo le mo iníon, a thaispeáint I'ma di cad a thóg sé (Yeah)
Leanbh clúdach mama Forbes, fuair na bitches eile chroith
Yeah