Travis its lit
1:23 travis keeps his hand on chase1:27 Chase wipes it lol
YeahYeah-yeah, yeahMm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm
Yup, in my white teeYeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, pleaseUh, they gon' wipe you before you wipe meOn boxes of checks, not my Nikes (yeah)
Cacti's, not no iced tea (ah)Got 'em bamboozled like I'm Spike Lee (ah)You need more than Google just to find me (ah)I just call her "bae" to get her hyphy (ah, ooh)(Incredible, icky-icky, general)I just start the label just to sign meMe and CHASE connected like we Siamese (woo, woo, woo, ooh, ooh)Uh, we've been on the run, feel like a crime spreeTalk to me nicely (yeah)(I seen his face, seen it) yup, on his white tee, uh (let's go)
Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people (call 'em, hol' on, brrt)Private flight to France, tryna sight-see (on private flights, baow)Popped 'em in his hands, he was typin' (da, da, da)Caterpillar 'Rari, I fold it, lift it up (up)I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup (ayy)Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, "Keep the luck" (luck)Keep that, keep that ho (uh-uh)RIP Pop, keep the smoke (ayy, slatt)Talk to me nicely (talk to me nicely)Keep her on a chain, that ain't like me (that ain't like me)Scotts with no strings, you can't tie me (Scotts with the, hol' on, bitch)I'm higher than the plane, I'm where the Skypes be (doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)Yup, in my Slime tee (doo, doo, doo, hee)Princey in his prime, yee (doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)Yellowbone too feisty, yee (doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)Clean him up, no napkin, yee (doo)
Yup, in my white tee (yeah)Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please (it's lit)Uh, they gon' wipe you before you wipe meOn boxes of checks, not my Nikes (ooh)
'Scuse me, zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi, don't be missin', manMississippi, dip a sippy, make 'em happy, make 'em copyMake 'em get me chippy-chippys (yeah)That's a lot I'm gon' spendTell me when, I beam you to pull up, you gon' shootout while I spinTrippin' like I'm trigger happy, saltfish, ackee, ackeeGolf buggy, Kawasaki, catch a fish, sushi, maki, livin' lifeLondon city, left the town (ah)Thug and Travis be the famYup, yeah, you know that (slatt)And when they free us out, gon' be a film, a Kodak (yeah)Shoot me pourin' right above the rim like PollackI've been rippin' and runnin', not slippin' or slidin', athletic tendenciesI've been up since, cheffin' it, whippin' it to the base rockI provide the remedy (let's go)When we open gates up at Utopia (it's lit), it's like ZootopiaYou see the crosses over ya (yeah), that's how you know it's usAt 4 A.M. I'm phonin' ya', not for no shoulder rubThem JACKBOYS open cleaners up, the way they fold and tuck
Yup, in my white tee (yeah)Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, pleaseYeah, they gon' wipe you before you wipe meYeah, on boxes of checks, not myChecks, not my
I-I be where the fuck the light beBangers in the system, it'sBangers in the system, it'sAncient AnunnakiBangers in the system, it's thatBangers in the system, it's thatM.I.A.
https://youtu.be/qZYy160H3rs check my music Travis, da uma aten
There is so cool legendary cars
yo travis scott with the jdm lifestyle sick
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