Vodka London Jae (Ft. Travis Scott)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Little vodka and some juice
Mm, yeah
Yup (Ooh), yup, yup

[Chorus: Travis Scott & London Jae]
Okay, alright
It's time, right now
Go live (It's lit)
Little vodka an' some juice (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Anything keep me loose (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: London Jae]
Bitch you outta pocket, pocket rocket poppin'
Pop it at your noggin', lock it, keep the copy
Stop it, stay on topic, shoppin' in the tropics
Drop the check deposit, youngin, hide your target, yeah
Sunday to Sunday, I'm doublin' the profit
Hold the fuckin' phone, did this on my own
Hit the bitch I'm gone, gotta keep it movin' goin' way up
Mix the juice and the vodka, let's get it (yeah)
Cranberry Bentley, push it to the limit, through the ceiling
Catch up with me bitch, I’m on a million
Know I rock the Presidential when I show out on a mission
I'ma take it up a notch, I got a motherfuckin' feelin'
Yeah, London gon' make a killin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dippin' through the city in a lo-lo
I be with my dog, call him Toto
Please, no fucking photos
Nigga, win or lose, I'ma do the best, yeah
Pickin' through these bitches, leave the rest, yeah