Travis Scott의 상위 곡
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Travis Scott
보컬
André 3000
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Jacques Bermon Webster II
송라이터
Anderson Hernandez
송라이터
Ebony Oshunrinde
송라이터
Jahmar Carter
송라이터
Ozan Yildirim
송라이터
Magnus August Høiberg
송라이터
Kacy Hill
송라이터
Benjamin Levin
송라이터
Josh Leary
송라이터
André "3000" Benjamin
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Vinylz
프로듀서
Daxz
프로듀서
OZ
공동 프로듀서
Jordan Lewis
레코딩 엔지니어
Zeke Mishanec
레코딩 엔지니어
Sean Klein
어시스턴트 엔지니어
James Blake
편집 엔지니어
Jason Lader
편집 엔지니어
MIKE DEAN
믹싱 엔지니어
André "3000" Benjamin
편집 엔지니어
WondaGurl
공동 프로듀서
가사
2:00 a.m. hollerin' outside
Lookin' but I cannot find
Don't you fall asleep this time
I been all alone on a long way drive
Only you can stand my mind
Only you can fix inside
So if I make it out tonight
Let's make it a bada- time
Okay, I got it, copy
20-20, but I can't see nobody
One eye open, Illuminati
This might be the verse that make 'em drop me
Ain't makin' friends, we just makin' hobbies
Know they want my girl, that was just a hobby
Call her 50, tell 'em load up the lobby
Elevate up, no need to find me
Yeah, yeah
X-ray vision, see through you n-
Newspaper stand, we press the issue (press it, press it, press the issue)
We ain't sendin' shots, we launchin' missiles (yeah)
Right up at your hood up north
Checkin' Third Ward, I'm goin' mental
F- out my room, I been rackin' up incidentals
Cookin' on a tune, I been cheffin' up instrumentals
Nothin' else to do when you're ridin' in the
When you ridin' in the, in the back of the back seat (back seat)
Driver run the miles up like I'm runnin' a track meet (track meet, track meet, track mee)
Gotta watch my back now, 'cause these n- at me
All black in a Benz when I pull up on ya
They don't want to see me in the ends
In the ends
Let me catch you creepin', here past ten, in the ends
From a tribe of check-a-hoe like Indian
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
To them I'm a big dick, a cheque and some laughter (hey!)
I guess it's all survival but please be careful, uh
I gave up on the Bible long time ago
I hope it ain't give up on me, I don't know
I came up in a town, they were murderin' kids
And dumped them in the creek up from where I live
Bodies, bodies, bodies sprinkled around
We runnin' through the sprinkler looking around
Killer would show up with boxes of pizza
And said he had a label recruitin' people
Put that on my grandma and everythin'
My homie said he told 'em his name was Wayne
It could've been me, it could've been you too
But what a memory in me, it may need interludes
What's gon' patch up my inner tube
So I could pop a wheelie and walk it too
Oh yeah, La Flame with the nappy fro' now, yeah
Yeah, in the ends, I'ma kick your door down
Oh yeah, we keep wildin' out the Mo' now
Oh yeah, keep that 300 Z-Ro when I pull up on ya
Writer(s): Andre Benjamin, Benjamin Joseph Levin, Anderson Hernandez, Josh Leary, Jacques Webster, Magnus Hoiberg, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Kacy Anne Hill, Jahmar Carter, Ozan Yildirim
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