Travis Scott - CACTUSJACK lyrics
Travis Scott [Jacques Bermon Webster II] Houston, Texas, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Travis Scott - CACTUSJACK lyrics]
Mazi Osbourne
Ya dig what the fuck I'm sayin'? You know
I'm, the type of nigga that's
Gonna fuck a ho, send her to the store, pull
Off on her you know
Bitch said I had a baby on the way
I told her we gon' see on
Labor Day i ain't gonna
Drop a bitch off unless she stay
On the spray away ayy
When these hoes gonna pull up
For all of us? yeah, you get what
I'm saying, you wanna marry 'em
You gotta marry my niggas, fuck you
Mean? Tell that bitch I said shut
The fuck up, sit down, and pour up
Bitch
Pop the codeine and pour the porridge
Got some shorties to pull up on us
To walk my orbit and fuck my homies
It's quite enormous, my dinosaurus
You're my tourist, come be my tourist
I bought vatore
Bought my wrist some more wrist
12 at the door, flush it down the toilet
With dem boys, whippin' it enormous
My dick enormous
Fightin' the mood
Breakin' the rules, howl at the moon
Yellin' my blues, wanna hit snooze
Chase it with booze
I'm out in the noon, she out in the nude
Fightin' the fumes, it's hotter than June
I'm under the moon followin' you
I'm out of my head, I'm out on the road
It's nowhere to go, I gave you my soul
Am I right, am I wrong? Tryna get home
The love, I'm up in the hill
My high's as low as a hill
High's as low as a hill
Ya dig what the fuck I'm sayin'? You know
I'm, the type of nigga that's
Gonna fuck a ho, send her to the store, pull
Off on her you know
Bitch said I had a baby on the way
I told her we gon' see on
Labor Day i ain't gonna
Drop a bitch off unless she stay
On the spray away ayy
When these hoes gonna pull up
For all of us? yeah, you get what
I'm saying, you wanna marry 'em
You gotta marry my niggas, fuck you
Mean? Tell that bitch I said shut
The fuck up, sit down, and pour up
Bitch
Pop the codeine and pour the porridge
Got some shorties to pull up on us
To walk my orbit and fuck my homies
It's quite enormous, my dinosaurus
You're my tourist, come be my tourist
I bought vatore
Bought my wrist some more wrist
12 at the door, flush it down the toilet
With dem boys, whippin' it enormous
My dick enormous
Fightin' the mood
Breakin' the rules, howl at the moon
Yellin' my blues, wanna hit snooze
Chase it with booze
I'm out in the noon, she out in the nude
Fightin' the fumes, it's hotter than June
I'm under the moon followin' you
I'm out of my head, I'm out on the road
It's nowhere to go, I gave you my soul
Am I right, am I wrong? Tryna get home
The love, I'm up in the hill
My high's as low as a hill
High's as low as a hill