Travi$ Scott

Moving on up feel like part of the Scott's
We count it like 369 Grove Street withdrawals
Bleeding the ice out my wrist and my veins
We dogging the zombies with two nines and prayers
Hey Mamacita ¿Puedo mecer tu cama?
They all just the same and want nothing but drama
Feeling like Huncho jack they don't deserve us
I Gotta rate two stars she gave me bad service
Bring that back while you bring your back
I'm Feeling like Travis Scott money sign t Scott
Maria I'm drunk rapping like it's owl pharaoh days
Days before the rodeo you notice that it ain't the same
Back before the cactus jack the Mike Dean and racks
We were flying solo dolo with nothing but the raps
I'm just starting out slow haven't sold a single show
Gotta keep it up beat for the crazy mental show
Gotta keep it going gotta post some more
Oh my dis side let it slip some more
Cause you know that I'm not joking when I ask for more
Cause it's just a crazy life I gotta lie some more
Gotta put the guards in they don't crease no more
Drugs you should try them I already took them all
Grand hustle records gotta sign me one
Back story's a mystery gotta fill me in
Moving on up feel like part of the Scott's
We count it like 369 Grove Street withdrawals
Bleeding the ice out my wrist and my veins
We dogging the zombies with two nines and prayers
Hey Mamacita ¿Puedo mecer tu cama?
They all just the same and want nothing but drama
Feeling like Huncho jack they don't deserve us
I Gotta rate two stars she gave me bad service
Go right now while we're yelling while we're yelling
While we're crowd surfing driving
While I'm pulling up in the mark two cause I'm driving
While we're pulling up with the Mac tens cause we're shooting
Got the freaky icky Vicky sticky creaky bed
It's got me leaking like a pipe and while I pipe her
Snoring got the crickets going loud going crazy
Take a shot of Brandy so I don't feel it in the
Morning so she don't remember in the morning
Got me running it up got me choring for you
When it should be the other way around do follow
Maybe one day he'll notice and take me on tour
Maybe one day I'll tour Astroworld at it's core
Maybe one day I'll have every Album in the stores
Maybe one day everyone will find more of the lore
Maybe one day that will be to outlandish
Maybe I'm thinking that thats to selfish
Moving on up feel like part of the Scott's
Count it like 369 Grove Street withdrawals
Bleeding the ice out my wrist and my veins



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Writer(s): Poughkeepsie's Revenge
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