Travis Scott - Iphone remix

Hola Me llamo Onika Wrist FRIO Pelo rosa Culo gordo (Ay Rvssian) Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las putas quieren kush... (Jajaja, yeah, yeah, yeah) Make some room hoe, keep a hundred feet away Fifty trucks when I pull up we a fleet away You ain't on my throne, ain't even a seat away But thanks to Nicki, all these new bitches can see the way I got the krippy, I ain't talking 'bout the gangs tho' Had all these bitches rocking pink hair and bangs tho' Now I got 'em rocking inches now But I'll leave these bitches hanging like lynches now Word play got 'em stepping up they pens's now Still stick me for my flow like syringes, now Still kicking closed doors off the hinges now Shotgun and them '88 Benzes, now With my plug, I call him Pancho But I think he wants that chocha Put this pussy in his boca Make my niggas take his coca Now I'm balling like I'm Sosa In that Lamborghini rosa Yelling viva Puerto Rico All my bitches es hermosa Pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las putas quieren kush... (Jajaja) (¡Yeh! ¡yeh! ¡yeh!) Suavemente, frio chill-ay (Yeah) Gotta keep it caliente, the presidente Bend it backwards, pop a wheelie, like we in Phill-ay (It's lit) In the town I got the mill-ays, you know the drill-ay (Alright) Yeah, butterfly the doors Throw a ivy queen in it then I skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt You get the picture, but I'm still not with the pictures Still hate the liquor, drank on my liver Still got the basement, jumping like I'm Tigger (Straight up) Pour 'til it's muddy, blow 'til it's muggy (Yeah) But the gang goin' dummy, thumbing through hundreds (With the gang) Keep it stick like it's gummy, rap like a mummy Break the bread 'til it's crummy, eat 'til I'm chubby (Yeah) Yeah, me amor the tings, me amor the green (Alright) Yeah, blowing up the clouds, and hear the angels sing (Sing) Yeah, fresh steal off the lot, slide on your block and pop the top And then we skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt Pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las putas quieren kush... Aquí pasamos moñas por el TSA Las putas se montan fácil como en GTA 200 cajas 'e paper que pedí en eBay En PR ya es legal, yo firmé la ley Fumando como Snoop Dogg y Wiz Kha Las gatas quieren Kush, no quieren Friska Prendí un bastón como el de la brisca (Farru') 2 phillies, se queda bizca Las libras yo las compro y llegan por FedEx Priority el paquete, next day vía express Del celular traqueo con el GPS Y el shipping se lo cobramo' al bobo de tu ex Que tiene un guille de bichote y lo que fuma es regular Sintéticas de esas que venden por ahí en los puestos legal Que le baja a la movie, que pa' acá no venga a frontear Que somos millonarios, y acabo 'e comprar par de acres pa' sembrar Pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las putas quieren kush...

And I found out that you're bad for me I found out that you had someone Every time I get this drunk I hope I wake up in another place I roll up behind it, I wanna try it Grip on your waist, bust up the place, tantalizin' You're from the Islands, you stay wildin' I guide, I guide you, like a pilot Haven't been around this year I like to see you change your gears To a motion that's more faster, babe I'm grippin' like I'm tryna catch up, babe Come through, follow me Rumble, follow me Rollin', follow me Opt, follow me Do you like that? Follow me Nicest, follow me Backwoods, follow me Practice, follow me, yeah Hop up, it's time for the switch Lightskinned girls like the hair, man it come with a twist Badmon, badmon, yeah you know it come with a risk Ain't a bouncer... but the way you bouncin' I might just frisk ya I roll up behind it, I wanna try it Grip on your waist, bust up the place, tantalizin' You need some guidance, you stay wildin' I'ma guide you like a pilot Haven't been around this year I like to see you change your gears To a motion that's more faster, babe I'm grippin' like I'm tryna catch up, babe And I found out that you're bad for me I found out that you had someone Every time I get this drunk I hope I wake up in another place (Roll up, roll up) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah oh, oh You silent, you quiet What happened to the loud talkin'? All that noise, you done? Are you finished? Or are you done? How you been with your workout business? Got my subscription Got my attention You know my intentions You know that nobody know our business God's our witness Lit like my wrist is Only like it when you're at your littest I roll up behind it, I wanna try it Grip on your waist, bust up the place, tantalizin' You need some guidance, you stay wildin' I'ma guide you like a pilot Haven't been around this year I like to see you change your gears To a motion that's more faster, babe I'm grippin' like I'm tryna catch up, babe Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrah! I roll up, I roll up

Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo If you disrespect the dope... Praise to the pope, bless you with this dope Step into my world where we get ghost, cause in my mind we float Everytime we step into 1oak, they tweaking off the coke Fuck I'm out my mind, I'm burning bread so much lets have a toast My niggas and momma know that if I wasn't here, nigga I'd be dead Now I'm in the building thinking billions counting millions, what a feeling 'Member when I never ever made shit? Now me and my niggas rocking chains and whipping slave ships Now who the slave bitch? Straight from the lair or Himalayas I got more keys than the mayor, let's have a prayer So devine, I put my pager, I hit her later Dawn to dusk I'm trying to get made, I been up for days Damn I'll never popped another pill, man that shit is real Girl you know you fucking with La Flame, you know you know the drill I reach to the heavens, lord forgive me I sin May La Flame live forever, and always bring them in God, niggas can't fuck with me I've got a bunch of bitches tryna fuck with me I'm unsociable with like most of them Cause I don't socialize with them suckers, man Lyrically I will demolish This is the nail in the coffin, niggas is soft Niggas remind me of nails at a spa so under-polished, novices They barkin' up the wrong tree (double M) Trust me if you with me then you goin' H I got them sweatin' like these bitches herein all day And I'm off Atlantic, 2-1 rob 'em, bumbaclot, nigga Not a P-O-K, I'm out for the VS Get lifted, few zips like a c-check Use piff, short words for the loose girls All mine's re-up, y'all regret Don't worry 'bout my team, my team is set Don't worry 'bout T, it's in depth When it come to the ma'fuckin' c-notes We starters, it's the ma'fuckin' glee club, goddamn La Flame, don't play no games These niggas is lames This niggas ain't lords, we the new lords (Mercy me, oh, mercy me) (Mercy me, oh, mercy me) (Mercy me, oh, mercy me)

They treat me like I'm Travis Scott Girls wonder if I'm taken, ladies I'm not Touch her knee is she now ignited I wasn't invited, man I threw this party Spend the money like I'm lonely I don't need to lie to her she knows she not the only One look and you love me Find me later maybe you can be my morning They treat me like I'm Travis Scott Girl wasted, I call the shots They see me as a hero when I'm clearly not Coming over, getting ready We gonna fly and I ain't Aladdin Nice, shy, laying with the devil The experience beyond comparable (They treat me like I'm Travis Scott) (Girls wonder if I'm taken, ladies no I'm not) (Touch her knee is she now ignited) (I wasn't invited, man I threw this party) They treat me like I'm Travis Scott Girls wonder if I'm taken, ladies no I'm not Touch her knee is she now ignited I wasn't invited, man I threw this party Spend the money like I'm lonely I don't need to lie to her she knows she not the only One look and you love me Find me later maybe you can be my morning Why you so special girl show me Don't get your hopes up you don't know me I'm gone first thing in the morning It would be better if you don't call me Ice on my wrist it ain't rolly They tried to control me My fears too scared to confront me She's with you but she really want me They treat me like I'm Travis Scott Girls wonder if I'm taken, ladies no I'm not Touch her knee is she now ignited I wasn't invited, man I threw this party Spend the money like I'm lonely I don't need to lie to her she knows she not the only One look and you love me Find me later maybe you can be my morning

I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time (Long time, long time) I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time (Long time, long time) Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? They give me, they give me love, they love the Scott They love how the disc rock, they lovin' the Jac' No Wi-Fi, we hot spottin', connected the block Rollin' through the club, we feelin' the love Iller than my trees, they jockin' my steeze, please Five hundred degrees, nigga, who hotter than me? (Bitches, yeah) Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? They love me, love me, love me, yeah, they love me long time They love me, they love me, love to show me love (Love) They love me, love me, love me, yeah, they love me long time They love me, they love me, love to show me love (Love) Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? Come and kick back with us This a new religion, come and have mass with us Tell me, have you made love to a bachelor? Turnin' bad city, used to grow up in the backwoods Come take a ride with the real, it's the last of us We gon' make them Vogue bitches turn racheter First task, now look, you used to laugh at us Pass the Actavis 'cause a nigga past passivist Imagine my world of misogyny Nigga, fuck a, fuck a monogamy Got her head tipped over the driver's seat Meet me, don't go tell my mama 'bout this, baby, hold up We gon' own the summer Never, never stressin', no, we always hit the numbers Cuzzo always stressin', always cuffin' different numbers Know we tired of makin' shit, you know the streets don't make diplomas Drunk somethin', tryna find my keys I find myself lookin' down at the stars, the bees The stars align, remember when it was Ramadan I try a line, might try some crime, might try to dime But now it's time, baby, now it's time Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na, get the love and they givin' it up, like I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time (Time, time) I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time (Long time, long time) I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time (Long time, long time) Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? It's on fire toni— The night is too young and the love in the air hit me Follow all the vibes up in every city Gamble with your life, thinkin' 'bout it [?] home with you tonight, you don't want it with him We raise our glasses, the madness The tiny waist, the asses, dance in the trances Baby said she ready and we 'bout to find out Don't be mad that your girl a fine dime, we get it Livin' live, Richard Pryor on a mission And they lookin' like they know, but they didn't Let me slip into my mode, little [?] Smokin' plenty with Tequila, baby Members of the rage run 'way with it Fashion week in Paris, front row with it Diamonds always dancin', no bullshit They see a Black god on the job, yeah, I'm so winnin'