Listado de Canciones
- Stargazing4:31
Letra
Rollin', rollin', rollin', got me stargazin' (yeah) Sippin' on purp, feelin' like the Barre Baby (it's lit) Whatever I downed, it got me goin' crazy (yah) Psychedelics got me goin' crazy (alright) I was hot as hell out in the heat (yeah, yeah) Then a storm came in and saved my life Head up to the sky, down on my knees (straight up) Out of nowhere, you came here to save the night In the nighttime (woo, yeah) Rollin', rollin', rollin', got me stargazin' (roll) Psychedelics got me goin' crazy (oh no) Niggas femalin', they excellin' (yeah) Are they intellin'? (what you tellin'?) We propellin', up top with Ellen, uh (with the choppers) Kill the jealous with propane repellent Got me goin' crazy (it's lit) On tour, we'll tell 'em, we brought the section (gang) They keep on callin' up, it's getting hectic (brrt) Like we projected So we cut the plug, he's interjected (got me goin' crazy) Rollin', rollin', rollin', got me stargazin' (yeah) Sippin' on purp, feelin' like the Barre Baby (it's lit) Whatever I downed, it got me goin' crazy (yah) Psychedelics got me goin' crazy (alright) I was hot as hell out in the heat (yeah, yeah) Then the storm came in and saved my life Head up to the sky, down on my knees (straight up) Out of nowhere, you came here to save the night In the nighttime (woo, yeah) Got me goin' crazy Okay, I been up for some days, I ain't got time to lay Just to drown out all these thoughts, I tried all kind of things If I take you to my past you will be traumatized Got a thousand kids outside that's tryna come alive '99, took AstroWorld, it had to relocate Told the dogs I'd bring it back, it was a seal of faith Before no car notes, baby girl, she played the tourist guide Got the keys into my city, now she know the rides Got new money, got new problems, got new enemies When you make it to the top, it's the amenities Packin' out Toyota like I'm in the league And it ain't a mosh pit if ain't no injuries I got 'em stage divin' out the nosebleeds (alright, alright, alright) And she hit that booger sugar 'til her nose bleed (alright, alright, alright) Bounce that shit forever, she on both knees She was talkin' 'bout forever, got a whole week (alright, alright, alright) Plus she know my baby mama is a trophy She be throwing up them B's, feel like we both bleed She keep my dick jumpin' up, feel like I'm Moby I'm way too gold for this beef, feel like I'm Kobe, yeah This right here is astronomical I see you picked up all my ways, I feel responsible They tryna say that all my problems is improbable They keep itching at my spirit, I'm diabolical Ya feel me? - Carousel3:00
Letra
[Big Tuck] What’s crackin’? You already know who it is Ya’ boy, Big Tuck Freight Train Tuck Astroworld is now in session, ya understand? I’m the dean of this here I got this [Travis Scott] Yeah, yeah Parked at the Days Inn, ain’t takin’ no days in (yeah) Don’t need a vacation, I need a replacement (alright) Bustin’ the lights out as soon as we came in (it's lit) What’re they talkin’ about, what’s it pertainin’ (yeah, yeah) Need me a therapist to ask if I’m aging This M-E-D it feel caved in All of my demons invadin’ I live paranoid, hesitatin’ They bitin', they bitin', they K'd in Got out their way, it's okay 'Cause like they dosing the basement I got to get with my face in [Frank Ocean] Brand new, brand new This new place I got to New world, new sky That's so blue, it's black too New growth, new growth All these fakes I outgrew Blue bands, blue bands Get my cash from drive-thru Boy you're too flash, too flash Keep the flash minimal Bitch, I'm too cold, too cold See my breath visible [Travis Scott] Yeah Icy cold, it is so, it is so icy cold (yeah) Mixing the water with cheeses, making the money get mold (yeah) Trying to be like gang, you better go get it in vogue (yeah) Put 84's on lanes, I robbed, how you think of the spokes We did it, we said it, we spoke We put it out, thought it was small, these five or four This is at home, right down the street, from Alamo [Frank Ocean & Travis Scott] Open his eyes, don't need to move in slow Even though the speed got old This perc and methamphetamines On the D's, like the snow But they soap I'm a new species that swings on a rope Come to reach, and it's broke Got springs like a tote Show for free, in the tuck Shock you, drown like, brown, white diamonds Carats (yah) Copy sound, might got two wings, parrot (alright!) Landing down, went and caught two wings (it's lit!) Tryna scrape, but the stage, two wings (yeah, yeah!) Better pray, better pray in two wings (straight up!) [Frank Ocean] Brand new, brand new This new place I got to New world, new sky That's so blue, it's black too New growth, new growth All these fakes I outgrew Blue bands, blue bands Get my cash from drive-thru Boy you're too flash, too flash Keep the flash minimal Bitch, I'm too cold, too cold See my breath visible - Sicko Mode5:13
- R.I.P. Screw3:06
- Stop Trying to Be God5:38
- No Bystanders3:38
- Skeletons2:26
- Wake Up3:52
- 5% Tint3:16
Letra
Who's that creeping through my window? Before you come outside I got the M4 Took her to the endzone from the ends, though Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more Wanna hit the Jacques then what you call for? All that out your new shit that ain't called for Who that creepin' know the tint is dark? (5%) All that fall in love shit she got it Kevin Hart (yeah, yeah All that speed and flash shit, we might teleport (skrr, skrr) All that cop arrest shit I might might clip a sarge (twelve) Keep bouncin' that ass you just might get award (yeah) If she bad, she get a pass into the tour (passes yeah) I've been through the family, got a bad sister like Janey I'm south-side don't panic Got a switch, got a change no transit Still jumpin' 'round move antsy And I still don't like shit fancy Up late feelin' real chancy They outside really tryna end me (yeah) Who's that creeping through my window? (My window) Before you come outside I got the M4 (M4) Took her to the endzone from The Ends, though (yeah) Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more (yeah) Wanna hit the Jacques then what you call for? (Yeah) All that out your new shit that ain't called for (yeah) Who the fuck is this? That's somebody baby mama inside of the Benz While I'm tryna tip Shawty said she holding got a razor in her lip Mix my cup and twist one up, I love that ratchet shit She like "Iced out wrist, iced out, iced out wrist" (iced out wrist) Fuck don't kiss, fuck she fuck don't kiss (muwah) Look like friends, but she say they twins (twins) Jump right in, there's leg room in this Benz (leg room in this Benz) Ten miles to the crib you know that's deep (yeah) I think there's someone out there watching me, yeah Who's that creeping through my window? (Who?) Before you come outside I got the M4 Took her to the end zone from The Ends, though (yeah) Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more (lick) Wanna hit the Jacques then what you call for? (Jack) All that out your new shit that ain't called for Who's that creeping through my window? (Who?) Before you come outside I got the M4 Took her to the end zone from The Ends, though (yeah) Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more (lick) Wanna hit the Jack then what you call for? (Jack) All that out your new shit that ain't called for - NC-172:37
- AstroThunder2:23
Letra
Yeah Seem like the life I fiend Seem like the life I fiend is a little distant, yeah Seems like the life I need Seems like the life I need's a little distant, yeah Like the remedy, yeah Sit back while I watch, repeat Do it on repeat-repeat Sins controllin’ me, yeah Angels, halos over me I need blessings and my peace You been out the streets, yeah Wilin' out on me and my Gs We been goin' for a week Now you wanna peak, yeah Hands up, why they tryna reach? I can't even get that deep Told you I don't teach (yeah) Practice, oh, no, never preach Practice, oh, no, never preach Infiltrate the enemy, moving on them randomly Feels like the life I need's a little distant, yeah (yeah) Feels like the life I need, yeah Feels like the life I need's a little distant, yeah (yeah, yeah) Yeah-ah - Yosemite2:30
- Can't Say3:18
- Who? What!2:57
- Butterfly Effect3:11
Letra
Murda on the beat So, it's not nice For this life I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it) For this life I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it) Drop the top, play hide-and-seek (yeah) Jump inside, jump straight to the league Take a sip, feel just how I breathe (it's lit) On freeway, but no, ain't nothin' free (straight up) Bend laws, bend lanes Been bustin' bills, but still ain't nothin' change You in the mob soon as you rock the chain She caught the waves just thumbin' through my braids (alright) Heatin' up, baby, I'm just heatin' up (it's lit) Need ya love, not a need it is a must (yeah) Feelin' stuck, you know how to keep me up (yeah, yeah) Icy love, icy like a hockey puck (alright) For this life I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it) For this life I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main (yeah, yeah) M&M's sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang All the ones, all the chains piled on the mantle (yeah) All the dogs, all the dogs low creep right behind me in the Phantom (it's lit) Never go, never go dip on the set, stayed Santana Yeah, run it back, turn the lights on when I hit up Green Lantern (it's lit, alright) Yeah, fly the broads, fly the dogs down to Atlanta Yeah, in the cut in Medusa, lay low, yeah, I might be Yeah, roll up, help me calm down when I'm movin' high speed Yeah, if I send one, need the text back 'cause you know what I need (straight up) Oh, please (oh, please) Oh, me (oh, me) Oh, my (oh, my) We been movin', we been movin' for some time (alright) Flexin', flexin' try to exercise Exercise, exercise, exercise, exercise (yeah, yeah) For this life I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it) For this life I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Yeah!) - Houstonfornication3:38
Letra
I might need me some ventilation A little vacation, Houstonfornication Mind redefine new renovations Space coupe back out of the space station Float around town do that on the daily How I'm supposed to feel safe, twelve live adjacent (twelve) Yeah, crib built like a prison where that bitch is gated (yah) Yeah, spendin' all my time up there gettin' faded (it's lit) Yeah, handin' out the E! to the Entertainment (alright) Yeah, you know I'm the saddest poppin' and it's dangerous (pop it, pop it) Ridin' through the clouds we goin' through the vapors (phew, phew) I'm just tryna get the paper, stayin' out the papers It ain't easily done, it ain't easy (yeah) Pop a seal like it's Chris, make it look Breezy (it's lit) Wedding bands on my fist, it is freezing (straight up) Throw the bands get a kiss, then she leave me (cash) I just want the peace, it's still Lambo' over Mercedes (yeah) Just built the Astroworld playground to play with my baby, yuh (my baby) Had a few pop singers, anyone could be yo' mama (yeah) Had some real conversations with my nigga, Bill, about congress yeah (straight up) We at the fest, come and link, per-request (yeah, alright) Send the pin, drop it in, GPS (yeah yeah) Seein' flashes, oh, no-no, that's my neck (yeah, it's lit) I've been livin' paranoid, watch yo' step (yeah yeah) Ain't never freein' up and never let y'all, man We always forgive, but don't forget easily (oh, no) Cut my phone off so they can never reach me Life is just a maze, goin' through my phases (yeah) I might need me some ventilation A little vacation, Houstonfornication Mind redefine new renovations Space coupe back out of the space station If it rise on the East, land on the West We gon' make that shit pop, bust it for a check Call the plays, link the squad, we gon' make it cash Yeah, nobody can press me but the press Nobody can check me when it's chess (ah, nah, for real) They comin' at my neck like Gillette (Gillette) I'm out the cash, that's the butterfly effect I've been locked in for so long, I done got dreads Took the girl off the net, worked it up the net Iced out watches for the game, Patek the set Had to move up off my block, it took finesse, yeah Just keep droppin' them bombs, you should probably save your breath, yeah We ain't gone play the steel, why you tryna funk the flex, yeah All my dogs in my wheel, they gon' ride you the death, yeah Elevator up the hill we ain't never take the steps, yeah (yeah, yeah) Ain't never freein' up and never let y'all, man We always forgive, but don't forget easily (oh, no) Cut my phone off so they can never reach me Life is just a maze, goin' through my phases (yeah) I might need me some ventilation A little vacation, Houstonfornication Mind redefine new renovations Space coupe back out of the space station If it rise on the East, land on the West We gon' make that shit pop, bust it for a check Call the plays, link the squad, we gon' make it cash - Coffee Bean3:29
Letra
This is all Bad-bad news, I'm just bad-bad news Good thing, the two, Bonnie and Clyde The money and who? It's bad news, bad-bad for you But I'm back on the coffee bean Anything in between (this is all, this is all) Back of the coffee line Back-back-back in the bathroom line (this is all) How would you feel if I had you? Trust me, you'd be mad too Shawty, we can be mad cool Just hit me if anything past due Your family told you I'm a bad move Plus I'm already a black dude Leavin' the bathroom, my hands is half-rinsed If only a nigga just had sense Speaking in past tense It's been a week and a half since We ain't been speaking in mad mins You feeling free in my absence I've been going through a lot behind this glass tint, yeah (This is all, this is all) Back of the coffee line Back-back-back in the bathroom line (this is-) I know they told you I'd be bad for you Don't worry I'll be back for you All the money and cars Stripper hoes and the tattoos, bad news Back off a coffee bean Reflecting on all you see (this is all, this is all) Stressing over award shows She's stressin' over her wardrobe Bought the mansion on foreclose No matter how many tickets your tour sold You feel this deep in your torso Feel like someone's readin' your horoscope Some shit only me and the Lord knows SOS, that's for those who hear this in morse code Too many doors closed Cul-de-sacs and foreign doors Still ended up at the North Pole This is where remorse goes Shoulda had you in Divorce Court Fighting over your seeds, writing over your deeds, sliding over your keys Alimony and fees, as your lawyer proceeds To give out bad news I'm just bad-bad news Good thing, the two, Bonnie and Clyde The money and who? It's bad news, bad-bad for you But I'm back on the coffee bean Anything in between (this is all, this is all) Back of the coffee line Back-back-back in the bathroom line (this is all)