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Travis Scott and Drake
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[00:00.00] by me

[00:20.80] Astro

[00:24.40] Yeah

[00:28.10] Sun is down, freezin' cold

[00:30.70] That's how we already know winter's here

[00:34.10] My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt

[00:37.70] That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else

[00:41.00] I tried to show 'em, yeah

[00:47.90] I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah

[00:56.00] Goin' on you with the pick and roll

[00:57.80] Young La Flame, he in sicko mode

[01:03.70] Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth

[01:07.50] At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose

[01:10.50] Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes

[01:13.60] This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot

[01:17.80] Was off the Remy, had a Papoose

[01:20.50] Had to hit my old town to duck the news

[01:23.50] Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves

[01:26.00] Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew

[01:29.20] I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice

[01:32.20] Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits

[01:35.20] And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose

[01:38.80] someone said

[01:41.00] To win the retreat, we all in too deep

[01:43.80] P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (someone said)

[01:47.10] To win the retreat, we all in too deep

[01:50.10] P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak

[01:53.80] Yeah, this shit way too formal, y'all know I don’t follow suit

[01:57.00] Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue

[02:00.20] All of these hoes I made off records I produced

[02:03.30] I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group

[02:07.00] Hit my esés, I need the bootch

[02:10.10] 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo

[02:13.10] Told her "hop in, you comin' too"

[02:15.40] In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke

[02:18.30] (Don't stop, pop that pussy!)

[02:19.50] Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh

[02:22.50] She said "where we goin'?" I said "the moon"

[02:26.10] We ain't even make it to the room

[02:28.50] She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool

[02:31.70] Now I got her open, it's just the Goose

[02:35.10] Who put this shit together? I'm the glue (someone said)

[02:38.40] Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue

[02:40.70] Someone said

[02:41.20] Playin' for keeps

[02:43.80] Someone said, motherfucker - someone said

[02:47.30] Don't play us for weak

[03:02.70] Astro, yeah, yeah

[03:07.90] Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

[03:10.50] She's in love with who I am

[03:12.40] Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah)

[03:15.70] Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands

[03:18.60] I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land

[03:21.40] Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah

[03:23.70] Like a light, ayy, yeah

[03:25.10] Like a light, ayy

[03:26.40] Slept through the flight, ayy

[03:27.90] Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man

[03:30.90] This shit got double bedroom, man

[03:32.40] I still got scores to settle, man

[03:33.80] I crept down the block (down the block)

[03:36.00] Made a right (yeah, right)

[03:37.50] Cut the lights, (yeah, what) paid the price (yeah)

[03:40.20] Niggas think it's sweet, (nah, never) it's on sight (yeah, what?)

[03:43.70] Nothin' nice, (yeah) baguettes in my ice (aww, man)

[03:46.80] Jesus Christ, (yeah) checks over stripes (yeah)

[03:49.60] That's what I like, (yeah) that's what we like (yeah)

[03:52.60] Lost my respect, you not a threat

[03:55.60] When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (bitch!)

[03:58.50] See the shots that I took, (ayy) wet like I'm Book (ayy)

[04:01.90] Wet like I'm Lizzie

[04:03.40] I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what?)

[04:06.60] Like where is he? (yeah, what?)

[04:08.10] No one seen him (yeah, yeah)

[04:09.60] I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah)

[04:12.50] She's in love with who I am

[04:14.40] Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance

[04:17.40] Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (woo!)

[04:20.50] I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land

[04:23.40] Had me out like a light (like a light)

[04:25.00] Like a light (like a light)

[04:26.30] Like a light (like a light)

[04:27.90] Like a light

[04:29.70] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly

[04:31.30] Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah

[04:33.00] He said "keep that on lock"

[04:34.00] I say "you know this shit, it's stife", yeah

[04:35.90] It's absolute, yeah (yeah) I'm back, reboot (it's lit!)

[04:39.60] LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)

[04:42.40] We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah

[04:45.20] Shawty in the back

[04:46.40] She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)

[04:48.30] Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah

[04:51.50] 'Bout a check, yeah, (check) just check the foots, yeah

[04:54.70] Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (yeah)

[04:57.70] Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook

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