Travis Scott (Travi$ Scott) - NO BYSTANDERS lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD] The party never ends In a motel, laying with my sins, yeah I'm tryna get revenge You'll be all out of love in the end [Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott] Spent ten hours on this flight, man Told the pilot ain't no flight plans Can't believe whatever I'm saying And they know whenever I land Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Sheck Wes] f** the club up, f** the club up (b**h) f** the club up, f** the club up (b**h) f** the club up, f** the club up f** the club up, f** the club up (yeah) [Post-Chorus: Juice WRLD] The party never ends In a motel, laying with my sins, yeah I'm tryna get revenge You'll be all out of love in the end [Verse 1: Travis Scott] Bicentennial men Put the city on slam She get trippy off Xans Lost 21 grams And she did it on cam Wasn't no video dance Make my own rules I really don't pick, I just choose I don't send pics, I just shoot Chopper gettin' screwed I told her it's B.Y.O.B., that mean buy your own b**bs Put it on God, he the one who put me on top Can't be put in a box, gotta move on the opps Never got the move on the drop n***as tryna move on the Scott and move that deep Tryna run down, sh**'s deep Gotta act a fool with the squad Next city, no sleep, back to the 713 [Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott] Spent ten hours on this flight, man Told the pilot ain't no flight plans Can't believe whatever I'm saying And they know whenever I land Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Sheck Wes] f** the club up, f** the club up (b**h) f** the club up, f** the club up (b**h) f** the club up, f** the club up f** the club up, f** the club up (yeah) [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Heartbreak hotel, bet you can't take no L's Plug like AOL, who say that I ain't gon' sell? Hand me the H, I'll sell She said "I got it, n***a" I said "I ain't gon' tell" Buy it by the pound so it ain't no scale I'm sick of the drank (the drankin') The flippin' of paint (paint, yeah) Grippin' the grain (grain, yeah) Whipping Wu-Tang (Wu-Tang, yeah) My n***as gon' flame (bang, yeah) b**h, I'm with gang (gang, yeah) Got your b**h on the plane [Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott] Spent ten hours on this flight, man Told the pilot ain't no flight plans Can't believe whatever I'm saying And they know whenever I land Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Sheck Wes] f** the club up, f** the club up (b**h) f** the club up, f** the club up (b**h) f** the club up, f** the club up f** the club up, f** the club up (yeah) [Segue: Juice WRLD] The party never ends [Chorus: Sheck Wes & Juice WRLD] f** the club up, f** the club up (b**h) f** the club up, f** the club up (b**h) f** the club up, f** the club up f** the club up, f** the club up (yeah) The party never ends [Verse 3: Travis Scott] Family function, I ain't no friends Had a line around my ends Turned 'em into Ms Why you tryna make amends? What's that smell? It's heaven-scent Like I drop sh** out the wind Dodgin' LA sins I can't go back there again Now the dogs ain't civilized Take the one, feel vilified You can't see my suns Like the light don't hit this eye In the function and I'm fried It's the drop is not a drop When they open wide It's a ride, right? [Outro: Sheck Wes] f** the club up, f** the club up (b**h) Nah, n***a, nah, n***a, for real, we walkin' in this b**h heavy f** the club up, f** the club up (b**h) f** the club up, f** the club up They know me when they see me, n***a, ahhh! f** the club up, f** the club up (yeah)