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travis scott - 3500 (feat. future & 2 chainz) lyrics

[intro: future]
bandana wrapped-wrapped ’round your head
the bandana wrapped ’round your head
f-ck n-gg-s, they scared
ain’t n-body triller than me
ain’t n-body triller than scott
ain’t n-body trill, man, i’m takin’ they spot
these n-gg-s is scared

[verse 1: travis scott]
ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it
paink!llers, ain’t got backpain, know you gotta love it
tens out in ny, they in my hallways, i got a lobby of ’em
up and down with chase, monday nights, we made a hobby of it
still down with the same dogs, man, they never loved us
gave my n-gg-s all gold chains to remind me of it
we’re still holdin’ that old thing, tryna rob me of it
one time for the trill b-tches that’ll let me touch it
i’m papi though, they get it poppin’ with me when i’m out in public
flyin’ through, i got a young ‘yoncé with a iggy on her
me and metro do the same drugs, got a lot of it
all these cups and d-mn, all these hoes, these n-gg-s up to somethin’
touch down out in h-town, there it might get ugly
it’s trill n-gg-s, where it’s trill n-gg-s, a whole army of ’em
i run the check up, i’m a hot n-gg-, don’t turn my ‘countant on me
free rowdy rowdy, free bobby bobby, them the shmurda homies
good lord! (good lord!)

[hook: travis scott]
30’s in the city movin’ slow
30 30 3,500 for the coat
only real n-gg-s keep you float
only trill n-gg-s i know
only trill n-gg-s i know
only trill n-gg-s i know
only trill n-gg-s i know
only trill n-gg-s i know
30’s in the city movin’ slow
30 30 3,500 for the coat
only real n-gg-s keep you float
only trill n-gg-s i know
only trill n-gg-s i know
only trill n-gg-s i know
only trill n-gg-s i know
only trill n-gg-s i know

[verse 2: future]
smoke with me, drank with me, lean like i’m clark
copping a wraith then i throw it in park
you n-gg-s some marks and you ain’t got no heart
i know lil one gon come with that a and that r
(only trill n-gg-s 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-gg-s real n-gg-s popping them pill n-gg-s
stack up a mil n-gg- like it’s a lil n-gg-
this for the one who’s gon’ load up that k for me
this for the ones that ran off and didn’t wait on me
this for the n-gg-s that 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-gg-s i know)
hood n-gg-, f-ck all that red carpet sh-t
hood n-gg-, 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 n-body triller than metro, ain’t n-body 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 send them through auctions
you paying that price for that punani
this gold on my neck is a new grammy

[verse 3: 2 chainz]
my bathtub the size of swimming pools
backstroke to my children room
maybach in the living room
i spent racks on these tennis shoes
n-gg-s know what i’m finna do
time for me to put the mink up
forgiattos on the brinks truck
my favorite rapper drove a pink truck (k!lla!)
i do sh-t that you dreamed of
i was born with a mean mug
i was born with some nappy hair
drinkin’ breast milk out a lean cup
t-ty boi’s my alias
real n-gg-s my radius
trill n-gg-s on the song with me
if she bad as h-ll i’ll pay the babysitter (i will!)
in a black mercedes with her
doin’ about 180 with her
i was born a hustler, paraphernalia in my baby pictures
resident all elegant, leather sh-t in my front yard
tv by my swimming pool, got that built like a sports bar
chevelle with a new motor, got the b-tch like a sports car
yeah, my name is t-ty boi, i don’t f-ck with hoes that wear sports bras (nah!)
crib bigger than your imagination
call the trap house the gas station
call momma’s house the jag station
emoji, sad faces
look at these n-gg-s
i need to buy pocketbooks for these n-gg-s

[bridge: future]
ain’t n-body triller than me, ain’t n-body triller than scott
ain’t n-body trill man, i’m takin’ their spot, we ride on a yacht
ain’t n-body triller than metro, ain’t n-body triller than scooter
ain’t n-body triller, i knew it, ain’t n-body triller, we knew it
pour up in h-town, them n-gg-s don’t play ’round like jas and jr
(only real n-gg-s keep it float)
say f-ck all the rumors, say f-ck all the rumors
(only trill n-gg-s i know)
say f-ck all the rumors, say f-ck all the rumors
(only trill n-gg-s i know)
say f-ck all the rumors, say f-ck all the rumors

- travis scott lyrics

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