Nothing But Net

[PARTYNEXTDOOR (Travis Scott):]
Hey, I'm not allowed to do this, but does anyone have a cigarette?
A menthol cigarette? It's my birthday
I don't smoke cigarettes
I don't either, that's why I look so young
(Cigs? It's her birthday)
I think Jordan does
Or just, anything
(Jordan?)
Jordan?

[Young Thug:]
I might use the bitch for a cook
I might use the bitch for a stripper
Pistol was a rooster
Ayy, blat!

[PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Fuck that other side, nigga, fuck that other side (Uh)
We don't play that shit
Yeah, grab your girl, tell your bitch, "Just quit playin"
Later we gon' play that shit
It's all good, it's alright
Plenty bitches down to ride (Uh)
Yeah, and if it all goes down (Brr)

[Young Thug:]
ABC, about to cum, she like children on her tongue
I come red like I'm a nun (Woo)
Inhaling kush with my lungs (Woo)
Covered in green like a fucking iguana
End of the day, I'm the mo'fucking boss, like the fucking your honor
I got Travis Scott inside the spot, and he leaning like a mothafucka
I feed bitches rocks and load the Glocks
And now she feining like a mothafucka
Her ass fat so she teasing like a mothafucka
Booty call, nigga, greedier than a mothafucka
Hey, I wanna eat the little mothafucka
Icy water, Fiji, mothafucka
Let's get it

I might use the bitch for a cook
I might use the bitch for a stripper
Pistol was a rooster
Ayy, blat!

[PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Fuck that other side, nigga, fuck that other side
We don't play that shit
Yeah, grab your girl, tell your bitch, "Just quit playin'"
Later we gon' play that shit
It's all good, it's alright
Plenty bitches down to ride
Yeah, and if it all goes down

Nothing but net
Not-not-nothing but net (Swoosh, ballin')
Nothing but net
Nothing but net
Blat

[Travis Scott:]
Last call, last call for the weed and alcohol
Last call for you to slip out them drawers
Girl, I need it right now, get your ass in this stall
We ain't got time to stall
These niggas got me pissed off
Sipping so long, girl, I'm pissing Cristal
Sipping and swerving
My words don't know if I crashed into a pool or her jaw
Pops never home, left a long term
On the back when a lil' nigga had to sit and deal with it
Loner turned rock star, nigga, under the moon
Got the world in my palm, 'bout to rub her pussy with it
When you dominate it, come with digits
Let her see the Tempur-Pedic
Bend it over, beat it, skeet it
Then delete it, then repeat it
Then repeat it (Yeah) then she told me

[PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Fuck that other side, nigga, fuck that other side
We don't play that shit
Yeah, grab your girl, tell your bitch, "Just quit playin'"
Later we gon' play that shit
It's all good, it's alright
Plenty bitches down to ride
Yeah, and if it all goes down

Nothing but net
Not-not-nothing but net (Swoosh, ballin')
Nothing but net
Nothing but net