Travi$ Scott – Fish N Grits (feat. Wale) (Days Before Birds Album) letras

Travi$ Scott – Fish N Grits (feat. Wale) (Days Before Birds Album) letras

[Intro: Wale]
That post Rodeo flow, you know
Folarin the genius, Scott the king
Uh, look

[Verse 1: Wale & Travis Scott]
Yeah, Cartier, what your wrist doing?
In the Ace with my nigga whip
Real nigga in that will & rich
I ain’t stopping ’til a nigga fifty mil’
I ain’t tripping ’til a nigga hundred mil’
I ain’t tripping ’til I’m five hundred mil’
Funny, weighing on the money
But I’m buying ice to let all of these niggas chill
Never ever gotta write a will
Niggas won’t beat me like Emmett Till
Niggas won’t bite me like Holyfield
Might run it back on you, I’m in the field
Hey, that money be coming in, look
Money be coming in, look
I just left the Rodeo
Then she riding my jawn again
She ridin’ my jawn again, got up on again
And bone her, bone her, bone her, bone her
You know I’ma stoner, stoner, stoner, stoner
You know I’ma loner, loner, loner, loner
Smokin’ that dope, only Cali could do it
Doing my shows, all the bitches gon’ bump us
Show off my car, there’s living with no limit
I could buy a house and a Benz in the morning
This is important

[Hook: Travis Scott]
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drink, another hit?
Whippin’ up a pot, fish grits
Never seen a night like this, yeah
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whippin’ up the pot, fish grits
Never had a night like this

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Never seen nothing like this
Yeah, don’t make me hit the button, hit the nitrous
Yeah, bang her right soon as the light hit
Yeah, I tend to see the moon soon as the day flip
Yeah, auto-auto-automatic
Swerving, switching through traffic
Every time I call your phone
I’m picking up, hearing static
Got me looking like magic
Living room on stadium

[Verse 3: Wale]
She ain’t too far from the DMV
From the DMV, I am the greatest one
I’m not a killer, boy, don’t make me one
I’ma chill, I got a baby comin’
My partner said it’s gon’ be tougher for me
I ain’t a sucker, pussy or fakers down
Real G nigga, it’s elementary, nigga
Douja rolled in a Swisher
Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Bun B, Pimp C, nigga
Heard the Clinton’s moving back around the way
Hope they brought Lewinsky with ’em
Yeah, woo!

[Hook: Travis Scott]
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drink, another hit?
Whippin’ up the pot, fish grits
Never seen a night like this, yeah
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whippin’ up the pot, fish grits
Never had a night like this