[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
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I took a ballerina down to the ball dance
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Met a couple ball players, found a ball stance
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Now we in the bathroom, she found a ball face
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Took some shots and balled out, now how the stall taste?
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I cant even go inside, my old hoes might hear
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I might need to hit the town, I need you right here, right here
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‘Til she reached in the trunk and found a nina
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I told her, “Baby, thats Nina Simone”
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Ayy, drivin through the liquor store faded, braided
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Hands in this motherfucker wavin, hazy
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80s like the 90s and 2000s (Tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh)
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Drivin through this motherfucker, wildin
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Ayy, Brady seven pack, they come in bunch
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I been with the ‘quad on a high note, gettin C-notes
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Different presentation to this vibe, you need a keynote
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Presi round this motherfucker, I aint sendin vetos
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Aint no stoppin shit or stoppin licks, them boys on G-O
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Battin out the 504, I saved her name as “Creole”
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Balance when Im on a road, I get the go and T-O
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Dominatrix Matrix when she do it like Im Neo
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Shit is off its sockets, they lock in
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Mama said live up to my name, but they jockin
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They gon try go and take your face for the profit
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They gon lie, they gon slip and slide, get beside ya
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They gon try, we a hundred deep like Verizon
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In the trees with the bumble bees on horizon
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Aint catchin Zs, I been in in the V, on road to Zion
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Sell they souls, hoppin in that mode that I aint buyin
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[Chorus: 21 Savage]
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He aint Slaughter Gang, then he aint official (Yeah)
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When that chopper sing, you really think that they gon miss you?
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I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
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Its gon be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you (Mhm)
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Got me fucked up, nigga, got me fucked up (Yeah)
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When I send it past the ceilin, that shit stuck up
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All that talkin, actin tough get you roughed up (21, 21)
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If your wifey at the spot, she gettin bust up (21, 21)
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[Verse 2: 21 Savage & BabyDrill]
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Rich nigga, got my strap from Tommy Hilfiger (21)
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Red, white, and blue, American, I kill niggas (Pussy)
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Spray his block and then pull off, this a real dipple (Skrrt)
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Bottega pick my cotton, but Im a field nigga (On God)
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I be sittin inside the house cause I dont feel niggas (Fuck em)
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Fuck with Baby, but my baby like to drill niggas (BabyDrill)
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Claustrophobic, I dont even like to chill with em (21)
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Guess Im fake since everybody say they real niggas (On God)
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Got a whoopin, but you still aint learned your lesson, huh? (Pussy)
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Hard-headed, you wont end up on a stretcher, huh? (Pussy)
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Oh, you Usher now, you givin out confessions, huh? (Pussy)
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On the blogs like these hoes, oh, you messy, huh? (Pussy)
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Put a Louis logo on my switch
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I know Virgil probably lookin down like, “Damn, this nigga back on that shit” (21)
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Back inside the club with my blick (21)
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Playin freeze tag, shit, Im tryna see who it (On God)
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Niggas say we opps, when they see me, dont do shit (On God)
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Only person believe that you a killer is your bitch (21)
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Makin diss songs, this nigga died about a diss (Facts)
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If I see my opps while Im in cuffs, then Ima spit (Pussy)
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Wanna kill the world about your bitch cause she on dick (21)
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Thinkin bout the hoes that Ima shit on while I piss (21)
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You aint heard my music, why you ballin up your fists? (21)
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Reverb on the chopper, it go, “Baow” when it hit (21)
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[Chorus: 21 Savage]
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He aint Slaughter Gang, then he aint official (Yeah)
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When that chopper sing, you really think that they gon miss you?
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I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
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Its gon be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you (Mhm)
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Got me fucked up, nigga, got me fucked up (Yeah)
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When I send it past the ceilin, that shit stuck up
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All that talkin, actin tough get you roughed up (21, 21)
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If your wifey at the spot, she gettin bust up
