[Pre-Chorus: Big Sean]
Bitch, I'm back and it's up, PSA (Woah, woah)
I'm too fleek to take off all my shit at TSA (Fleek)
I know we met today, but I'ma need that shit today (Straight up)
Might go extra, extra, just so I could see they face (Hit-Boy, straight up, damn)
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Keep X's and O's and interchange, yeah (Ooh)
Hit three in a row, that's just a game
Big rings in a row, all down my fingers (Ooh)
I can't even hold my baggage claim
Tryna snatch you home, my Lithuania (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Pass, do you mind? (Yeah) One of a kind
Get you to sign (Sign), I took the fine (Cash)
Mulholland Drive (Skrrt), I hesitate and weave
And hit that line, I hit more, say the least (It's lit)
Got stacks aside, keep that for bro and peeps
With all the rhymes (Straight up)
Wrist eight and a nigga tell you, risqué, lil' hoes keep tryin'
By the end of the day, my M's gettin' wired
My own rounds for every time we tried
I'm sensei and senseless, same time (Ah)
Two drank, two cups poured up
I'm insanely down, slowed up
She built round, butt bubbled up
Don't inflame me now, go nuts
I keep flame right by my guts
It was out, but now, it's tucked
Know back home, they proud of us right now
Bitch, I'm back and it's up, PSA (Woah, woah)
I'm too fleek to take off all my shit at TSA (Fleek)
I know we met today, but I'ma need that shit today (Straight up)
Might go extra, extra, just so I could see they face (Hit-Boy, straight up, damn)
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Keep X's and O's and interchange, yeah (Ooh)
Hit three in a row, that's just a game
Big rings in a row, all down my fingers (Ooh)
I can't even hold my baggage claim
Tryna snatch you home, my Lithuania (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Pass, do you mind? (Yeah) One of a kind
Get you to sign (Sign), I took the fine (Cash)
Mulholland Drive (Skrrt), I hesitate and weave
And hit that line, I hit more, say the least (It's lit)
Got stacks aside, keep that for bro and peeps
With all the rhymes (Straight up)
Wrist eight and a nigga tell you, risqué, lil' hoes keep tryin'
By the end of the day, my M's gettin' wired
My own rounds for every time we tried
I'm sensei and senseless, same time (Ah)
Two drank, two cups poured up
I'm insanely down, slowed up
She built round, butt bubbled up
Don't inflame me now, go nuts
I keep flame right by my guts
It was out, but now, it's tucked
Know back home, they proud of us right now
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