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Ayy, Travis Scott, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, Trav
You know what the f- up, n-?
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout n-?
N-, one thing for sure, two things for certain, n-
We gon' keep drinking this motherf- lean, n-
And wearin' these motherf- Rockstar jeans, n-

They want what a n- can't stand
I know what they can't stand
I know why they mad, n-
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? But we don't give a f-, yeah
We gon' keep this big a- MAC-11 on deck
If any f- n- get out of line
If any f- n- want do somethin' n-, we can do it, n-
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Coordinate the tan with the beans in my Rockstar skinnies (yeah, yeah)
I'ma need some more, need some more if I really wanna feel it (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Spend that money fast if I had to
Make that money back if I have to (it's lit)
Coordinate the tan with the beans in my Rockstar skinnies (straight up)
Coordinate the Xan with the lean in my Rockstar skinnies (yeah, yeah)
Coordinate the tan with the beans in my Rockstar skinnies (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Highway, dip in traffic
Two gears, automatic
Leave the strip club tragic
Two broads going at it (it's lit)
Me and Jacques going brazy
Me and Chase going brazy (straight up)
Smashin' off your old lady (yeah)
Everythin' goin' crazy (yeah)

Coordinate the tan in the beans in my Rockstar skinnies (it's lit)
Pour a little more if you really wanna feel it (straight up)
Foreign little broad and I really wanna hit it
I'ma take her to the back, rah, rah, rah

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 have to (yeah)
Make that money back if I had you (it's lit)
Coordinate the tan with the beans in my Rockstar skinnies (straight up)
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 outchea goin' hard for ya
Outchea goin' hard for ya (straight up)
You've been workin' out, you're goin' hard for ya
You've been goin' hard for ya
You might fear my ideas
When it's time to pop - and pop seals (it's lit)
When I run a fire drill, you're right here
Every time we drop out, we drop chills (straight up)

Tryna tell ya
Ain't nobody outchea goin' hard for ya (yeah, yeah)
Outchea goin' hard for ya (yeah, yeah)
You've been workin' out, you're goin' hard for ya (yeah, yeah)
You've been goin' hard for ya (yeah, yeah)

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 have to
Make that money back if I had you
Coordinate the tan with the beans in my Rockstar skinnies, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Simmons, Jacques Webster, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, Sammie Benson, Tauren Strickland
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