Up top, can’t drop down
Told the homies, “Don’t look around, it’s just us now”
Up top, can’t drop down
Told the homies, “Don’t look around, it’s just us now”
Got a Plain Jane, cost more than a bustdown
Let’s be honest, sh#t I did on Ellen (Wait)
Bipolar Syndrome kickin’ in off what I’m inhalin’
What he gon’ do now? Ain’t no tellin’
Six foot, on the money, I be 6’11” (Yeah)
Jumpin’ out the three, man it’s now or never
Never, never goin’ home, never, never
What we did was off the record
Just had a deep thought in my cerebellum
Baby, wrist, ridin’ round, we gon’ take the risk
#ss and t#ts on 84s, that sh#t hard to miss
Call Teyana, told her I’ma need a Fade2Fit
I’ma break thе club, bouncer make the mеmbership
On a summer day, don’t forget to bring the Haze
I’ma pull up where you stay, at my crib
Where you stay, where we at, no PDA
MMA for the dawgs, better days
Bought a richard Mili touchdown bussdown
Momma asked me why and I said cause i’m rich now
Diamonds dancing on my wrist so bright wow
Got the jordans with the magic like bow wow
Got more than 5 bloods on my hands like i’m Spike Lee
Is that another b#tch that I hit yeah it might be
Put too much sauce on my sauce so it’s spicy
Got yo baby momma in the crib yeah thats like me
Up top n#gg# this f#cking mr droptop
Ic3drop on the track so its a real bop
Got it out the mud now I say i’m in to hip hop
Rick ross a legend like yah Im a big boss
Up top, can’t drop down
Told the dawgs, “Don’t look around, it’s just us now”
Got a Plain Jane, cost more than a bustdown
Up top, can you do that there?
Out in L.A. when I do that there
Slidin’ two foreigns, how you do that there?
Who that there? That be young Scott in that new Audere
Who would dare pull up on a new La Flare?
Young Lenny Kravitz, but with longer hair
I’m still a boss, but without the beard
MMA, better days and better years
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Travis Scott Lyrics – Up top