Released: August 3, 2018

Featuring: Playboi Carti

Songwriter: Pi’erre Bourne Playboi Carti Travis Scott

Producer: Pi’erre Bourne

[Intro: Travis Scott & Playboi Carti]
Ooh (What the fuck they on, man?)
(Beep, beep, beep, beep)
What? What? Uh, what?
Ooh (Hold up, yeah, hold up)
Ooh (Hold up, yeah, what? Check it out, slatt)
Ooh (Yeah, what? What? Yeah)
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?

[Verse 1: Travis Scott & Playboi Carti]
Moved at me, you moved with caution (What? Yeah)
Uh, 512, she ball from Austin (Ooh, it's lit)
Uh, watchin' Family Guy, no way to pause it (Alright)
Yeah, heard the voicemail and she damn near lost it (What?)
Hear the silence, hear the water from the faucet (Straight up, phew)
One, two, three, we lasted longer than an auction (Yeah, yeah)
Thought I sold it, but it ain't no way she bought it (Yeah)
Time to fill up the 'Wood with narcotics (It's lit)
Yeah, I'm up in the trees if you need me (In the trees)
Yeah, back up and the gang go for a three-peat (Alright)
Yeah, back up off the gang, man, we need three feet (Three)
While I mix up the magic, Houdini (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti & Travis Scott]
I'm in the 9 (Ooh)
I'm in the 9
I'm in the 9 (Ooh)
I'm in the 9
Yeah, reppin' the 9, yeah
Yeah, I'm in my prime
Ayy, yeah, we in the grind
Breakin' it down
I just left Houston, ooh, yeah
Meet me at Travis' spot, ooh
We at the Batcave, yeah
We at the pitstop, yeah
I got these dreadlocks, yeah
I'm in the big block, yeah
I'm in that rich spot, yeah
You in the fed spot, ooh
I feel like the only one, hold up
They callin' me deadstock, ayy
These niggas be holdin' their tongue, hold up
They don't be sayin' a lot
I'm in a bloody spot, uh (Slatt)
I'm in a bloody spot, what? (Slatt)
I'm in a dirty spot, huh (Slatt)
I'm in a bloody spot, uh (Slatt)
I'm in the trap, I'm in the back, I'm in the birdy spot, uh
Got a little dirty thot, ayy
She come with a dirty spot, ayy
That come with a dirty pot, yeah
I need the dirty with pop, yeah
I need a bitty with pop, yeah
All of my bitches gon' pop, yeah (What? Pop, pop, what?)
(Ooh, what?)

Travis Scott

Jacques Berman Webster II (born April 30, 1992), popularly known as Travis Scott (previously stylized as Travi$ Scott) is a rapper and producer from Missouri City, Texas, located within the Houston Metropolitan area. Scott began producing and releasing beats via Myspace at 16.

He moved to Los Angeles after dropping out of The University of Texas at San Antonio following his sophomore year, adopting the name Travi$ Scott in homage to his uncle named Travis, and his musical idol Kid Cudi (real name Scott Mescudi).

Travis Scott dropped out of the University of Texas at San Antonio without his parents knowing and moved to Los Angeles to make music. His parents made a surprise visit to see their son at his former university. They eventually found out that he lied to them. They cut off support towards him from that time on. He ended up sleeping on couches and lived miles away from people he knew.

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