[Intro: Travis Scott]
Why did we fall that evening?
Silhouettes for the evening
You might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm—
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do
[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
I woke up on the seventeenth
Drunk as hell, you tellin' me
I was in the club, full of jealousy
Damn near caught a felony
One thing I know, two just wanna ride (Uh-uh)
I did it outside (Uh-uh)
I, you better go hide (Uh-uh)
Put it on her feet and I glide
Step with the three like Clyde, slide, slide
We rock the cream on the pie-ie-ie
But that's my better side (Yeah)
I can't tell a lie (Uh-uh)
This is televised (Uh-uh)
You need better guys
Why did we fall that evening?
Silhouettes for the evening
You might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm—
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do
[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
I woke up on the seventeenth
Drunk as hell, you tellin' me
I was in the club, full of jealousy
Damn near caught a felony
One thing I know, two just wanna ride (Uh-uh)
I did it outside (Uh-uh)
I, you better go hide (Uh-uh)
Put it on her feet and I glide
Step with the three like Clyde, slide, slide
We rock the cream on the pie-ie-ie
But that's my better side (Yeah)
I can't tell a lie (Uh-uh)
This is televised (Uh-uh)
You need better guys
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