ft. 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
ft. 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
Astro, ja! Solen er nede, freezin 'kold
Sådan kender vi allerede, vinter her
Min dawg ville nok gøre det for et louis bælte
Det er bare alt, hvad han ved, han ved ikke, noget andet
Jeg forsøgte at vise dem, ja
Jeg forsøgte at vise dem, ja, ja
Ja, ja, ja
GOIN 'PÅ DIG MED PICK OG ROLL
Ung la flamme, han i sicko mode
[Del II]
[Vers 1: Travis Scott & den berygtede B.I.G.]
Woo, gjort dette her med al isen på i kabinen
Ved porten udenfor, når de trækker op, får de mig løs
Ja, hop ud drenge, det er Nike Boys, Hoppin 'ud coupes
Denne lort alt for stor, når vi trækker op, giv mig løvet
(Gimme The Loot!)
Var væk fra Remy, havde en papoose
Måtte slå min gamle bydel for at dukke nyhederne
To-fire timers låsning, vi lavede ingen bevægelser
Nu er det 4 A.M. Og jeg er back up Poppin 'med besætningen
Jeg lige landeret i, chase B Mixes pop som Jamba Juice
Forskellige farvede kæder, tænk min juveler virkelig sælger 'frugter
Og de chokin ', mand, kender krakkerne ønsker det var en næse
[Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Nogle-nogle-nogle-nogen sagde
For at vinde tilbagetoget, vi alle sammen for dybt
Pl-pl-playin 'for at holde, spil ikke os for svage (sagde nogen)
For at vinde tilbagetoget, vi alle sammen for dybt
Pl-pl-playin 'for at holde, spil ikke os for svage
[Vers 2: Travis Scott & Uncle Luke]
Ja, denne shit måde for formel, du ved, at jeg ikke følger med
Stacey Dash, de fleste af disse piger har ikke en anelse
Alle disse hoes jeg lavede off records jeg producerede
Jeg kan tage alle mine exes og sætte dem alle i en gruppe
Slå mine eses, jeg har brug for opstarten
Bout for at vende denne funktion til Bonnaroo
Fortalte hende, "hop in, du kommer til" også "
I de 305 behandler tæver mig som om jeg er onkel Luke
(Stop ikke, pop den fisse!)
Måtte slide toppen af, det er bare et tag, uh
Hun sagde: "Hvor vi går?" Jeg sagde: "Månen"
Vi gør det ikke engang til værelset
Hun troede det var havet, det er bare poolen
Nu fik jeg hende åben, det er bare gåsen
Hvem sætter denne lort sammen? Jeg er limen
[Bridge: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Big Hawk]
Nogen sagde.
Shorty facetimed mig ud den blå
Nogen sagde.
Pl-playin 'for holder
Nogen sagde, morfucker-nogen sagde
Spil ikke os for svage
[Del III]
[Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice]
Ja!
Astro, ja, ja
(Tay Keith, fuck disse niggas op!)
AYY, AYY.
[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
Hun er forelsket i, hvem jeg er
Tilbage i gymnasiet plejede jeg at buste den til dansen (ja)
Nu ramte jeg fbo med duffels i mine hænder
Jeg gjorde en halv Xan, 13 timer til jeg land
Havde mig ud som et lys, ayy, ja
Som et lys, ayy, ja
[Vers 3: Drake & Travis Scott]
Som et lys, AYY, sov gennem flyvningen, AYY
Slået til natten, ayy
767, mand, denne lort fik dobbelt soveværelse, mand
Jeg har stadig score til at bosætte sig, mand
Jeg krøb ned blokken (ned i blokken)
Gjort en ret (ja, højre)
Skære lysene (ja, hvad?), Betalt prisen (ja)
Niggas tror det er sødt (nah, aldrig), det er på syne (ja, hvad?)
NOTHIN 'NICE (YEAH), BAGUETTER I MY ICE (AW, MAN)
Jesus Kristus (ja), kontrollerer over striber (ja)
Det er det, jeg kan lide (ja), det er det, vi kan lide (ja)
Mistede min respekt, du ikke en trussel
Når jeg skyder mit skud, så skit, som jeg er sheck (tæve)
Se de skud, jeg tog (AYY), våd som jeg er bog (AYY)
Våd som jeg er lizzie
Jeg er spinnin 'Valley, Circle Blocks' til jeg er svimmel (ja, hvad?)
Ligesom hvor er han? (Ja, hvad?)
Ingen set ham (ja, ja)
Jeg er tryna ren 'em (yeah)
[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
Hun er forelsket i, hvem jeg er
Tilbage i gymnasiet plejede jeg at busgøre den til dansen
Nu ramte jeg fbo med duffels i mine hænder (woo)
Jeg gjorde en halv Xan, 13 timer til jeg land
Havde mig ud som et lys (som et lys)
Som et lys (som et lys)
Som et lys (som et lys)
Som et lys
[Vers 4: Travis Scott]
Ja, bestået dawgs a celly
Sendin 'tekster, er ikke sendtin' drager, ja
Han sagde: "Hold det på lås"
Jeg siger: "Du kender denne lort, det er meget," Ja
Det er absolut, ja (ja), jeg er tilbage, genstart (det er tændt)
Laferrari til Jamba Juice, Yeah (SKRRT, SKRRT)
Vi tilbage på vejen, de hopper af, ingen faldskærm, ja
Shawty i ryggen
Hun sagde, at hun arbejdede på hendes glutes, ja (åh min Gud)
Er det ikke ved bogen, ja, det her ser det, ja
Bout en check, ja (check), bare tjek fods, ja
Passer dette til min datter, jeg viser hende, hvad det tog (ja)
Baby Mama Cover Forbes, fik disse andre tæver rystede
Ja