with Drake & Travis Scott | Wheezy outta here. My career 'bout to blast like bubbly
I'm not waitin' for her to say she love me
I can tell she fuck with me, man, trust me
I got a ten-year-old mink still ain't fuzzy
with Drake & Travis Scott | Wheezy outta here. My career 'bout to blast like bubbly
I'm not waitin' for her to say she love me
I can tell she fuck with me, man, trust me
I got a ten-year-old mink still ain't fuzzy
Three-twenty-five on the dashboard
Ridin' in the Porsche, rockin' Tom Ford
I ball at Barneys, new Christian Dior
I took the jet to the New York store
She lick while I'm drivin', I'm stainin' the floor
I took it off track, now I'm ridin' in sport (Yeah)
You stay in your feelings, you never my boy
I can't come to the hood, I pull a decoy
Another body drop, and they screamin' my name
I'm goin' to L.A. on a private plane
Could never come back and my family straight (Grrah)
Untouchable, know, I'm too rich and too paid
Skeleton Cartier, black diamonds face
Pull up too deep like a fuckin' parade
Old jealous-ass niggas tryna fuck up my pay (Ha)
Blast off, Rolls Royce Cullinan rain (Broke niggas)
I put baguettes in my wrist and my neck and my ears and my motherfuckin' chains (Chains)
This drip out the trenches, I know you gon' dig it, I come through this motherfucker plain (Woah)
I cut up my wrist, soakin' wet (Yeah)
And Coachella keep callin', they won't see the face
I took her to China and changed up her climate and now she ain't talkin' the same (Woah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Five nights up, still poppin' and ragin'
And the SVR still lookin' deranged (Yeah)
I want her, she wanted the same
And them both, same time, both glad that they came (It's lit)
Keep me a vibe, but can't keep it contained
Know I keep me some dawgs, always keep 'em in training (Oh)
Tat' a logo on the back of my brain
Don't ask me what the fuck am I thinkin'
Back of these walls, I'm full of that drank
Eric came through with a little entertainment (It's lit)
829, got her lookin' like space
Houston it's a problem when we bust in her face and shit
I came with the snakes no squids (Straight up)
I broke out the game with a 456
She lovin' the fest', I see it
She lovin' the fest' (Straight up, straight up)
Yeah, I sit on her face, and I'm lovin' that body
And lacin', I love you, lil' Spider and Drake
Yeah, I know you got taste, if you love you some, take shots with me
If I love you, I'll drop you a pin to a time and a place (Wait)
Beat Switch
[Verse 3: Drake]
YSL'll put a nigga six feet
I ain't beggin' when I tell a bitch, "Please"
Me and lil' Thugger on fleek
Now that lil' ho wanna meet, ayy
What, what, what, what?
Fuck her on beat
OVO life not cheap
I'm a young boy too T'd
Wire just hit my account, never seen that amount, oh God, I'm geeked
Been on the charts for five hundred weeks, so somebody love when I speak
Doin' this shit just to show we get down in the 6ix, man, it's bigger than me
Texas ranch so big, that shit is perfect for the dippin'
I don't care how wet I get her, she won't catch me s—
Three-twenty-five on the dashboard
Ride in the Porsche, rockin' Tom Ford
Rockin' her bed and the headboard
What, what, what, what?
Buyin' out Louis and Christian Dior
I took the jet to the New York store
Park at the regular airport
You stay in your feelings, was never my boy
Wheezy Outta ovdje. Moja karijera 'bout za eksploziju kao šampa
Ne čekam da je kaže da me voli
Mogu reći da jebe sa mnom, čovječe, vjeruj mi
Imam desetogodišnje mink još uvijek nije fuzzy
Tri dvadeset i pet na ploči s instrumentima
Ride u Porscheu, Rockin Tom Ford
Ja loptu u Barneys, nova kršćanska dior
Uzeo sam mlaza u New York dućan
Ona liza dok sam drivin ', ja sam postavio pod
Uzeo sam ga s pravom staze, sada ja sam u sportu
Ostaješ u svojim osjećajima, nikad nisi moj dječak
Ne mogu doći do poklopca, povlačim mamac
Drugo tijelo pada, i vrišti moje ime
Ja idem u L.A. u privatnom zrakoplovu
Nikada se ne može vratiti i moja obitelj ravno (Grrah)
Netaknut, znam, previše sam bogat i previše plaćen
Skeleton Cartier, crni dijamanti lice
Povuci previše duboko kao jebena parada
Stara ljubomorna-magarca niggas trynu zajebavati moju plaću (ha)
Blast off, Rolls Royce Cullinan kiša (slomio crnje)
Stavio sam baguete u zglob i vrat i uši i mojim mathefuckin 'lanca (lanci)
Ovo kapanje rovova, znam da ga gon 'kopajte, dolazim kroz ovu vijuku (Woah)
Porezao sam ručni zglob, namočivši mokar (yeah)
I Coachella drži Callin ', neće vidjeti lice
Uzeo sam je u Kinu i promijenio njezinu klimu i sada ne govori isto (Woah, da)
[Stih 2: Travis Scott]
Pet noći, još uvijek poppin i ragin
I SVR još uvijek gleda (da)
Želim je, htjela je isto
I oboje, isto vrijeme, i drago što su došli (zapaljen)
Držite me vibrom, ali ne možete ga zadržati sadržanim
Znam da me držim neke dawge, uvijek ih držim u treningu (oh)
Tat 'logo na stražnjem dijelu mozga
Ne pitaj me što mislim
Natrag tih zidova, puna sam tog piljanja
Eric je došao s malo zabave (svijetli)
829, dobio je njezin prostor kao prostor
Houston je problem kad budemo poprsje u njezino lice i sranje
Došao sam s zmijama bez lignja (ravno gore)
Prekinuo sam igru s 456
Ona lovi 'Fest', vidim ga
Ona lovi 'Fest' (ravno gore, ravno gore)
Da, sjedim na njezinu licu i volim to tijelo
I lacin ', volim te, lil' pauk i drake
Da, znam da imaš okus, ako te voliš, uzmi snimke sa mnom
Ako te volim, spustit ću te pin na vrijeme i mjesto (čekati)
Prekidač
[Stih 3: Drake]
Ysl će staviti niggu šest stopa
Ne tražim "kad kažem kuju", molim "
Ja i lil 'thugger na Funeeku
Sada kad se Lil 'ho želi upoznati, ayy
Što, što, što, što?
Jebi ju u tuku
Ovo život ne jeftin
Ja sam mladi dječak previše
Žica samo pogodila moj račun, nikad nisam vidio taj iznos, oh Bože, ja sam geekiran
Bio je na ljestvicama petsto tjedana, tako da netko voli kad govorim
Radiš ovo sranje samo pokazati da se spustimo u 6ix, čovječe, to je veći od mene
Texas Ranch tako velik, to sranje je savršeno za Dipin '
Nije me briga koliko je mokro dobijem, ona me neće uhvatiti
Tri dvadeset i pet na ploči s instrumentima
Vozite u Porscheu, Rockin Tom Ford
Rockin joj krevet i uzglavlje
Što, što, što, što?
Buyin 'Out Louis i Christian Dior
Uzeo sam mlaza u New York dućan
Park na redovnoj zračnoj luci
Ostaješ u svojim osjećajima, nikad nije bio moj dječak