LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe Scotts (with Kid Cudi)
[Travis Scott:]Let's go[Travis Scott (Kid Cudi) :]We see the hype outside (Yeah)Right from the house, uhTook it straight from outside (Yeah)Straight to the couch (Mm)We put the mic outside (Yeah)Air this shit out, uh (Mm)You lettin' the Scotts outside (Yeah)We runnin' the scouts (Mm)Ain't no controllin' the gang (Yeah, yeah, yeah)They never leave (Mm)I got tats over my veins (Yeah)'Cause that what I bleed (Mm)She drink a lot of the bourbon (Yeah)Like she from the street, uh (Mm)We got control of the flows and, huh, uh, uh (Yeah, mm)We heard that your way went dry (Yeah)We floodin' the drought, uh (Mm)Heard that your hood outside (Yeah)We added some routes (Mm)We havin' the goods outside (Mm)Move it in and out (Mm)You lettin' the Scotts outside (Mm)We runnin' the scouts[Kid Cudi:]Nigga, the cops outside (Yeah)Lock up the house (Yeah, yeah)We keep the team on high (Huh)Some gold in they mouth (Yeah, yeah)Nigga, the Porsche outside (Huh)Without the top (Yeah, yeah, nigga, yeah)She want a mimosa-sa (Yeah)Bring in the shots (Yeah, yeah, yeah)Tell these phony bitches "Beat it"With that photoshoppin' body, Adobe, help meShe in there makin' panini, she know I got all the breadShe know me, got itOn my hustle, havin' visionsIt's been a minute since my niggas done owned it, howdy (Huh, huh)Cleveland boy, he make 'em payYes, that Cleveland boy, he done made a way, heyHeaded for somewhere to go, anywhere cinema these, theseNiggas don't know where to go, gotta keep givin' em heat, heat (Yeah)Time to go double though, time they add up the math, madAnd I've been dealin' with so many things, havin' so many dreams[Travis Scott:]Let's go
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