Travis Scott (Travi$ Scott) - Fish 'N Grits lyrics

[Intro: Wale] That post Rodeo flow, you know Folarin the genius, Scott the king Uh, look [Verse 1: Wale & Travis Scott] Yeah, Cartier, what your wrist doing? In the Ace with my n***a whip Real n***a in that will & rich I ain't stopping 'til a n***a fifty mil' I ain't tripping 'til a n***a 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 n***as chill Never ever gotta write a will n***as won't beat me like Emmett Till n***as 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 ridin' my jawn again, got up on again And bone her, bone her, bone her, bone her You know I'ma stoner, stoner, stoner, stoner You know I'ma loner, loner, loner, loner Smokin' that dope, only Cali could do it Doing my shows, all the b**hes gon' bump us Show off my car, there's living with no limit I could buy a house and a Benz in the morning This is important [Hook: Travis Scott] Never seen a night like this Won't you take a drink, another hit? Whippin' 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? Whippin' up the pot, fish grits Never had a night like this [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Never seen nothing like this Yeah, don't make me hit the bu*ton, hit the nitrous Yeah, bang her right soon as the light hit 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 I'm picking up, hearing static Got me looking like magic Living room on stadium [Verse 3: Wale] She ain't too far from the DMV From the DMV, I am the greatest one I'm not a k**er, boy, don't make me one I'ma chill, I got a baby comin' My partner said it's gon' be tougher for me I ain't a s**er, p**y or fakers down Real G n***a, it's elementary, n***a Douja rolled in a Swisher Bun B, Pimp C, n***a Bun B, Pimp C, n***a Bun B, Pimp C, n***a Heard the Clinton's moving back around the way Hope they brought Lewinsky with 'em Yeah, woo! [Hook: Travis Scott] Never seen a night like this Won't you take a drink, another hit? Whippin' 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? Whippin' up the pot, fish grits Never had a night like this