متن آهنگ SHYNE از Travis Scott

متن آهنگ SHYNE از Travis Scott

First time I went to Memphis They had, it was a two-story club That only the downstairs was open We lookin' down and it was a mosh pit (yeah) Vybz Kartel ah talk Remember, we ah rep fi Cactus Jack Member some bwoy wah? Ah we run di bomboclaat block ♪ Shyne, Shyne Shyne, what? What? Mm, what? Ay, ay Shyne, what? Shyne, what? Shyne, ay, Shyne, what? Ah, ay Whoo I done lost some Flintstones makin' bed rock (makin' bed) At the shared block (block), not the Fairmont ('Mont) Took some Dade County hos to the Caribbean And they twins, and they thicker than the Clermonts (thicker) On a John Deere tractor, playin' headhunt (skrrt, skrrt) Tom Cruise, fuck your couch, I do my own stunts (uh) Three 6, a Gangsta Boo, she took a whole blunt (it's lit) This is that type of party, yay (party) Ay, hold up them Rollies and them Cartiers (Carti) I still think a bustdown flyer, though, I bought it plain (flyer) On this side, it's never dry, though, it barely rains (dry) I be lookin' at the flames like we can do some things (it's lit) (Whoa) burn, baby (burn), burn (burn), DJ table turns (burn) You see them blunts in the ashtray, that's every opp we earned (yeah) Ass fat, ain't got no panties on, I ain't got no words (nah) Gullwing Mercedes-Benz way I switch and swerve (skrrt) Whoa Whoa Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, whoa Swing Whoa Whoa Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it (GloRilla) Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, whoa (on the gang, gang) (On the) swing (on the gang), ooh Got booked overseas for a nice-ass fee, need some D, so I had to go to Canada first He nutted, I swallowed them kids so fast, had to fuck around, put out an Amber Alert It's 5 a.m., bitch, I'm up in the gym, but a lazy-ass ho would discredit my work (the fuck?) Word on the street, I'm the bitch with the heat, you wouldn't e'en believe what I charge for a verse (whoa) Workin' hard, I'm grindin' (hey), diamonds hittin', I'm shinin' (hoo) Gangsta bitch, for real, these hos be on these beats just rhymin' (weak ass) All my, all my opps be dyin' (yup), all my, all my friends be lyin' (fasho) Havin' flashbacks when I was just ridin' that dick, damn near had forgot I was drivin' (damn) Don't ask me 'bout no ho I used to fuck with, I ain't got nothin' to say My only regret is bein' too young to fuck Matthew McConaughey (on the gang, huh) Yeah, bitch, Matthew McConaughey Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, huh Whoa Whoa Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, whoa Swing Whoa Whoa Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, whoa Swing, ooh ♪