[Intro: Future]
Bandanna wrapped ’round your head
Bandanna wrapped ’round your head
Ain’t nobody triller than me
Ain’t nobody triller than Scott
Ain’t nobody trill man I’m takin’ their spot
[Hook: Travi$ Scott]
Bitties in the city movin’ slow
$3,500 for the coat
Only real n***aaas keep flow
Only trill n***aaas I know
Only trill n***aaas I know
Only trill n***aaas I know
Only trill n***aaas I know
Only trill n***aaas I know
[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott]
Ladies all off the champagne, a whole lot of it
Paink**ers, they got back pain, know you gotta love it
[?] the N-Y, they in my hallways, I gotta lobby of ’em
Up and down but they f**in’ nice, they better have me of it
Still down with the same dogs but they never loved us
Gave my n***aaas all gold chains to remind me of it
Still holding that old thing tryna rob me of it
One time for the trill b**hhes that’ll let me touch ’em
I poppied on it to get it poppin’ with me when I’m out in public
Flyin’ through, I got a young, young star with a indie on him
Me and Metro do the same d** and we got a lot of it
All these cups and damn, all these hoes, them n***aaas up to somethin’
Touch down out in H-Town, then it might get ugly
Its trill n***aaas wit trill n***aaas, a whole army of ’em
With my check up I’mma hot n***aaa, tell my accountant on me
Free Rowdy Rowdy, free Bobby Bobby, that my Shmurda homie