Part I
Intro: 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
Gone on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode
Part II
Verse 1: Travis Scott
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 s t way too big when we pull up
give me the loot (gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had to Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4 AM and I'm back
up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mi
this 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 Travis Scott
Some some some, someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
P p playin' for keeps, don't
play us for weak (someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
P p playin' for keeps, don't
play us for weak (yeah)
Verse 2: Travis Scott Swae Lee
This s t 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 e es
and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I need the booch
'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 s t together?
I'm the glue (someone said)
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
Bridge: Big Hawk Swae Lee
(Someone said) P playin' for keeps
Someone said, motherf what someone said
Don't play us for weak
Part III
Intro: Drake Travis Scott
Yeah
Astro, yeah, yeah
Tay Keith, f k these niggas up
Ay, ay
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 an, thirteen
hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy,
yeah, like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy
Verse 3: Drake Travis Scott
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This s t 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,
nah) it's on sight (yeah, what?)
Nothin' nice (yeah) baguettes
in my ice (aww, 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 s t
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 spending Folie's
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 hand (woo!)
I did half a an, thirteen
hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light (like a light)
Like a light (like a light)
Like a light (yeah, like a light)
Like a light
Verse 4: Travis Scott
Yeah, passed the dawgs in celly
Sendin' te ts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah
He said "Keep that on lock"
I said "You know this
shit, it's life", 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
Shorty 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
Yeah!
