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Travis Scott

Fish N Grits

 

Fish N Grits

(album: Days Before Birds - 2016)


[Wale:]
That post "Rodeo" flow, you know
Folarin the genius, Scott the genius
Mm, look, yeah

[Wale (Travis Scott):]
Cartier, what your wrist doin'?
In the Ace with my nigga whip
Real nigga in that Will&Rich
I ain't stopping 'til a nigga fifty mil'
I ain't tripping 'til a nigga hundred mil'
I ain't tripping 'til I'm five hundred mil'
Funny, weighing on the money
But I'm buying ice to let all of these niggas chill
(Never ever gotta write a will)
(Niggas won't beat me like Emmett Till)
(Niggas won't bite me like Holyfield)
(Might run it back on you, I'm in the field)
Hey, that money be coming in, look
Money be coming in, look
(I just left the "Rodeo")
Then she riding my jawn again
(She riding my jawn again, got up on again)
(And bone her, bone her, bone her, bone her)
(You know I'm a stoner, stoner, stoner, stoner)
(You know I'm a loner, loner, loner, loner)
Smoking that dope, only Cali could grow it
Doing my shows, all the bitches gon' bump us
Show off my card, there's living with no limit
I could buy a house and a Benz in the morning
This is important

[Travis Scott:]
Never seen a night like this
Won't you take a drag, another hit?
Whipping up a pot, fish grits
Never seen a night like this, yeah
Never seen a night like this
Won't you take a drag, another hit?
Whipping up the pot, fish grits
Never had a night like this

Never seen nothing like this
Yeah, don't make me hit the button, hit the nitrous
Yeah, bang her right soon as the light hit (Skrrt)
Yeah, I tend to see the moon soon as the day flip
Yeah, auto-auto-automatic
Swerving, switching through traffic
Every time I call your phone (Brrr)
I'm picking up, hearing static
Lobby looking like Magic (Woo)
Living room on Stadium (Woo)

[Wale:]
She ain't too far from the DMV
From the DMV, I am the greatest one
I'm not a killer, boy, don't make me one
I'ma chill, I got a baby coming
My partner said it's gon' be tougher for you
You ain't sucker pussy or fake as them
Real G nigga (Yeah) elementary, nigga (Woah)
Doja rolled in a Swisher (Yeah) Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Bun B, Pimp C, nigga; Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Had to change the line a nigga wrote
Because America just hate to sees niggas winning

[Travis Scott:]
Never seen a night like this
Won't you take a drag, another hit?
Whipping up the pot, fish grits
Never seen a night like this, yeah
Never seen a night like this
Won't you take a drag, another hit?
Whipping up the pot, fish grits
Never had a night like this

done

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