[Intro: Travis Scott]
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Playin' with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night, but need some more in me
Had to switch the form, got a new technique
Had to get it goin', put a lock on me
Made it off the block into the hills
Slidin' in the Palms, got a four with me
Had to switch the form, got a new technique
Had to get it goin', put a lock on me (Hahaha)
[Verse 1: Future]
Knocked down that bitch, put a Glock on the switch
Passing out these pills, I done told y'all how to kill 'em
I done told y'all how to flip it, I done told y'all how to dress
I done told y'all how to pimp it (How to pimp it)
Designer my clothes, I designer my girl
Money, more mud, I mix codeine on hеr
From the bando to Tokyo, different flavor
Strappеd with a pole and I'm talkin' with my chest out
Hang with the bros, we in Turks with the best of 'em
Somethin' like a pro athlete, the way I crossed over
Trap nigga, extravaganza, I told you
One, two, three Phantoms pullin' up and I showed you
Mud in my drink, I got mud on my shoulder (On my shoulder)
Cookin' models up, poppin' bottles up
I'm a nuisance, got the coupe in it, go and spin it
Gotta wear diamonds, like it's a part of my religion
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Playin' with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night, but need some more in me
Had to switch the form, got a new technique
Had to get it goin', put a lock on me
Made it off the block into the hills
Slidin' in the Palms, got a four with me
Had to switch the form, got a new technique
Had to get it goin', put a lock on me (Hahaha)
[Verse 1: Future]
Knocked down that bitch, put a Glock on the switch
Passing out these pills, I done told y'all how to kill 'em
I done told y'all how to flip it, I done told y'all how to dress
I done told y'all how to pimp it (How to pimp it)
Designer my clothes, I designer my girl
Money, more mud, I mix codeine on hеr
From the bando to Tokyo, different flavor
Strappеd with a pole and I'm talkin' with my chest out
Hang with the bros, we in Turks with the best of 'em
Somethin' like a pro athlete, the way I crossed over
Trap nigga, extravaganza, I told you
One, two, three Phantoms pullin' up and I showed you
Mud in my drink, I got mud on my shoulder (On my shoulder)
Cookin' models up, poppin' bottles up
I'm a nuisance, got the coupe in it, go and spin it
Gotta wear diamonds, like it's a part of my religion
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