Featuring: James Blake Westside Gunn

Songwriter: James Blake Westside Gunn Travis Scott

Producer: Travis Scott Elliott Baker Dominic Maker James Blake

[Intro: Chuck Senrick & James Blake]
Lost, have you ever been lost?
Forever
Lost, forever
And how wonderful, how wonderful
Wonderful, how wonderful (Lost)
How wonderful, how wonderful
How you are, forever

[Verse 1: Travis Scott & James Blake]
Lost on islands, driven in boat cars
Just bring your girl, feel like she both ours
Young black nigga work at the Auchans
So how we here trapped on the ocean?
'Bout to go up a level of disrespectful
I'm just one chain away from goin' heavy metal
I'm just one angel away from blockin' out the devil
Just one mountain away from meetin' all my rebels
Too much power, too many hours all in a day
I sent her flowers, ain't talkin roses, I'm talkin' maoda
Ask if she "Ha-ha-ha" I really doubt it (Ha-ha-ha)
Took her through the Hills at noon, she felt the... (And how wonderful, how wonderful)
Baby girl think she in Honolu' (Wonderful)
Don't you know you in the I-5 loop? (How wonderful)
How many chickens fit in the coupe? (How wonderful, wonderful)
Wonderful, she don't wanna leave
She jump up, bounce back like trampoline (How you are, forever)

[Verse 2: Westside Gunn, James Blake]
Ayo, whip the cocaine ‘til the pot bust ('Til the pot bust, ah)
You was on the porch, I was locked up (I was locked up, ah)
Two-tone Maybach truck with the Maxwells (Skrrt, Maxwells)
Think a nigga shot somethin' (Ah)
Put it to your face, watch a motherfucker blow (Boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
Daytona, different color face on the road (Ah)
Ten on his head, he be dead by the mornin' (By the mornin')
I can get dirty for the stove (Ah)
Dior trench shit hang to the floor (Ah)
Dior goggles, I ain't playin' with you hoes (Uh-uh)
I don't sell beach with the poles in the Rolls (Skrrt, boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
Good to see ya dudes, alligators on the toes (Ah, and how wonderful, wonderful)
Fashion week I'ma strutt too, bitches (Ah, wonderful)
Hundred-round drum, make a nigga go get it (Make a nigga go get it, how wonderful, grrt)
Tribe go to sell a fifth, bucket while we drillin' (How wonderful, how wonderful)

[Outro: James Blake]
How you are, forever

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.