Aye, Travis Scott

Aye-aye-aye-aye, aye Trav

You know what the fuck up, ****

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

****, ****, one thang for sure, two thangs for certain, ****

We gon' keep drinkin' this motherfuckin' lean, ****

And wearing these motherfuckin' rockstar jeans, ****

That what these **** can't stand

I know what they can't stand

I know why they mad, ****

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout, but we don't give a fuck

Yeah, and we gon' keep this big ass Mac eleven on deck

If any fuck **** get outta line, and any fuck **** wanna do something

****, we can do it, ****

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Coordinate the tan with the beans in my rockstar skinnies

I'ma need some more, need some more, if I really wanna feel it

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Spend that money fast if I had to, make that money back if I have to

Coordinate the tan with the beans in my rockstar skinnies (Straight up)

Coordinate the Xan with the lean in my rockstar skinnies (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Coordinate the tan with the beans in my rockstar skinnies (Yeah)

Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Highway, dippin' traffic

Two gears, automatic

Leave the strip club tragic

Two broads goin' at it (It's lit)

Me and Jacques goin' brazy

Me and Chase goin' brazy

Smashin' off your old lady

Everything goin' crazy

Coordinate the tan with the beans in my rockstar skinnies

Pour a lil' more if you really wanna feel it (Straight up)

Foreign little broad and I really wanna hit it

I'ma take her to the borough

Coordinate the tan with the beans in my rock star skinnies

I'ma need some more, need some more, if I really wanna feel it

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Spend that money fast if I had to, make that money back if I have to (Yeah)

Coordinate the tan with the beans in my rockstar skinnies

Coordinate the Xan with the lean in my rockstar skinnies (Straight up)

Coordinate the tan with the beans in my rockstar skinnies

Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Ain't nobody out here goin' hard for ya

Out here goin' hard for ya

You've been workin' out, you're goin hard for ya

Yeah, you be goin' hard for ya

You might fear my ideas

When it's time to pop pills and pop seals (It's lit)

When I run the fire drill, you're right here

Every time we drop by, we drop chills

Tryna tell ya

Ain't nobody out here goin' hard for ya

Out here goin' hard for ya (Yeah-yeah)

You've been workin' out, you're goin hard for ya

Yeah, you be goin' hard for ya

Coordinate the tan with the beans in my rockstar skinnies

I'ma need some more, need some more, if I really wanna feel it

Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Spend that money fast if I had to, make that money back if I have to

Coordinate the tan with the beans in my rockstar skinnies

Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah