Yeah
7:30 in the night, yeah
Ooh-oooh, ooh
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worried ’bout those comments
I’m way too numb, yeah, it’s way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
When you’re not around (Straight up)
When you throw that to the side, yeah (It’s lit)
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
7-1-3
Through the 2-8-1, yeah, I’m ridin’, why they on me?
Why they on me? I’m flyin’, sippin’ low-key
I’m sippin’ low-key in Onyx, rider, rider
When I’m pullin’ up right beside ya
Pop star, lil’ Mariah
When I text a cute game, wildness
Throw a stack on the Bible
Never Snapchat or took molly
She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies, yeah
We at the top floor, right there off Doheny, yeah
Oh no, I can’t f#ck with y’all
Yeah, when I’m with my squad I cannot do no wrong
Yeah, saucin’ in the city, don’t get misinformed
Yeah, they gon’ pull up on you (Brr, brr, brr)
Yeah, we gon’ do some things, some things you can’t relate
Yeah, ’cause we from a place, a place you cannot stay
Oh, you can’t go, oh, I don’t know
Oh, back the f#ck up off me (Brr, brr, brr)
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worried ’bout those comments
I’m way too numb, yeah, it’s way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
When you’re not around
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time
Back in the day they would laugh at me
Now I’m a rapping catastrophe
Bet all them teachers that gave me detentions is mad at me
I wasn’t serving em’
I got so many 5 hours after working 9-5 to get em’ off
Frank started with a fire principal
No more pitstops with a pickcock
Keep my hall passes in a ziplock
Also, to all the teachers that think homework is funny
You ain’t Chris Rock
Also, to all the freshman in the wrong classroom
This ain’t third block
All of you nappy-headed fro, having true religion wearing
This ain’t Boondocks
By the way, Coach Kruze for the record, you owe me a pair of tube socks
2017 senior, ayy
Next year I cop the beamer, ayy
500 for a feature, ayy
Just to stunt up on my teacher, ayy
I remember I would freestyle at the pep rally by them bleachers, ayy
I remember lyin’ to the nurse, yea, I really had to fake a fever, ayy
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worried ’bout those comments
I’m way too numb, yeah, it’s way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
When you’re not around
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time
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Travis Scott Lyrics – Goosebumps pt. 2