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travis scott - 3500 (chopped & screwed) lyrics

[chorus: travis scott]
sundays in the city movin’ slow
thirty+thirty+thirty+five hundred for the coat
only+only+only real n+ggas keep you float (keep you float)
only trill n+ggas i know
only+only+only trill n+ggas i know
only+only+only trill n+ggas i know
only trill n+ggas i know
only+only+only trill n+ggas i know

[verse 1: travis scott]
(sundays in the city movin’ slow)
ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it
(sundays in the city movin’ slow)
ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it
(sundays in the city movin’ slow)
ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it (yeah!)
(only real n+ggas keep you float)
paink!llers, ain’t got back pain, know you gotta love it (yeah!)
tens out in ny, they in my hallways, i got a lobby of ’em
(only trill n+ggas i know)
up and down with chase, monday nights, we made a hobby of it (alright! sundays in the city movin’ slow)
still down with the same dogs, man, they never loved us
(only real n+ggas keep you float)
gave my n+ggas all gold chains to remind me of it (yeah!)
(only trill n+ggas i know)
we’re still holdin’ that old thing, tryna rob me of it (oh no!)
one time for the trill b+tches that’ll let me touch it (score!)
(sundays in the city movin’ slow)
i’m papi though, they get it poppin’ with me when i’m out in public (straight up!)
flyin’ through, i got a young ‘yoncé with a iggy on her (yeah!)
(only trill n+ggas i know)
me and metro do the same drugs, got a lot of it (woo!)
all these cups and d+mn, all these hoes
these n+ggas up to somethin’ (oah!)
all these cups and d+mn, all these hoes
these n+ggas up to somethin’ (oah!)
all these cups and d+mn, all these hoes
these n+ggas up to somethin’ (oah!)
touch down out in h+town, there it might get ugly (woo!)
it’s trill n+ggas, where it’s trill n+ggas, a whole army of ’em (woo!)
(only trill n+ggas i know)
i run the check up, i’m a hot n+gga, don’t turn my ‘countant on me (yeah!)
free rowdy rowdy, free bobby bobby, them the shmurda homies
good lord! (good lord! ooh)
[chorus: travis scott]
sun+sundays in the city movin’ slow
thirty+thirty+thirty+five hundred for the coat
only+only+only real n+ggas keep you float (keep you float)
only trill n+ggas i know
only+only+only trill n+ggas i know
only+only+only trill n+ggas i know
only trill n+ggas i know
only+only+only trill n+ggas i know
sun+sundays in the city movin’ slow
thirty+thirty+thirty+five hundred for the coat
only+only+only real n+ggas keep you float (keep you float)
only trill n+ggas i know
only+only+only trill n+ggas i know
only+only+only trill n+ggas i know
only trill n+ggas i know
only+only+only trill n+ggas i know

[verse 2: future & travis scott]
smo+smoke with me, drank with me, lean like i’m clark
copping a wraith then i throw it in park
smoke with me, drank with me, lean like i’m clark
copping a wraith then i throw it in park
you n+ggas some marks and you ain’t got no heart
i know lil’ one gon’ come with that a and that r
(only trill n+ggas i know)
i know lil’ one gon’ come with that a and that r
i’m counting, i’m dripping, i’m fiending
i’m not from this planet, i was abandoned
trill n+ggas, real n+ggas, popping them pill n+ggas
stack up a mil’, n+gga like it’s a lil’ n+gga
this for the one who gon’ load up that k for me
this for the ones that ran off and didn’t wait on me
this for the n+ggas ran off and didn’t wait on me
this for you, b+tch, you ran off and didn’t wait on me
(only trill n+ggas i know)
hood n+gga, f+ck all that red carpet sh+t
hood n+gga, i f+ck a red carpet b+tch
i put a rolls and a royce on my wrist
you can smell promethazine when i p+ss
i pray to god he bring me actavis
ain’t n0body triller than metro, ain’t n0body triller than scooter
hop on the private, i do it, take all the mollies, i do it
the bentley put up with no mileage, i do it
these styrofoams with me legitimate
i’m proudly downing these percocets
we just want to be stoners lately, i’ve been on, on, on
this money an option, this weed is an option, this lean is an option
your b+tch is an option, her b+tch is an option
i+

- travis scott lyrics

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