TraviS Scott

TraviS Scott - 3500 lyrics

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Ft. Future & 2 Chainz

(Intro)

Bandanna wrapped, wrapped 'round your head

The bandanna wrapped 'round your head

Fuck niggas they're shit

Ain't nobody triller than me

Ain't nobody triller than Scott

Ain't nobody trill man I'm taking their spot

(Hook)

30s in the city moving slow

$3,500 fo' the coat

Only real niggas keep ya float

Only trill niggas I know

Only trill niggas I know

Only trill niggas I know

Only trill niggas I know

Only trill niggas I know

(Verse: Travi$ Scott)

Ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it

Painkillers, they got back pain, know ya got to luv it

Tens out in NY, they in my hallways, I got to lobby of 'em

Up and down, we chase Monday nights, we made a hobby of it

Still down wit the same dawgs, man they neva luvd us

Gave my niggas all gold chains to remind me of it

We're still holding that old thing, tryin' to rob me of it

One time fo' the trill bitches that'll let me touch it

I'm papi though, they get it poppin' wit me when I'm out in public

Flying thru', I got a young 'Yonce wit an Iggy on her

Me and Metro do the same drugs, got a lot of it

All these cups and damn, all these hoes, these niggas up to sumething

Touch down out in H-Town, there it might get ugly

Its trill niggas wit trill niggas, a whole army of 'em

I run the check up, I'm a hot nigga, don't tell my 'countant on me

Free Rowdy Rowdy, free Bobby Bobby, them the Shmurda homies

Good lord!

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Future)

Dro wit me, drank wit me, lean like I'm Clark

Copping a Wraith then I throw it in park

Ya niggas from Mars, ya ain't got no heart

I know lil one gon come wit that A and that R

(Only trill niggas I know)

I know ya gon come wit that A and that R

I'm countin' I'm drippin' I'm fiendin'

I'm not from this planet I was abandoned

Trill nigga real nigga poppin' them pill niggas

I stack up a mil nigga like its a lil nigga

This fo' the one that's gon' load up the k fo' me

This fo' the ones that ran off and didn't wait on me

This fo' the ones that ran off and didn't wait on me

This fo' ya bitch ya ran off and did weight fo' me

(Only trill niggas I know)

Hood nigga fuck all that red carpet shit

Hood nigga I fuck a red carpet bitch

I put a Rolls and a Royce on my wrist

Ya can smell Promethazine when I piss

Pray to God he bring me Actavis

Ain't nobody triller than Metro ain't nobody triller than Scooter

Hop on the private I do it, take all the mollies I do it

The Bentley put up wit no mileage I do it

These Styrofoams wit me legitimate

I'm proudly down 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

Yo bitch is an option, her bitch is an option

I send them thru' auctions

Ya payin' that price fo' that punnany

This gold on my neck is a new Grammy

(Hook)

(Verse 3: 2 Chainz)

My bathtub the size of a swimmin' pool

Backstroke to my children room

Maybach in the livin' room

I spent racks on these tennis shoes

Niggas know what I'm finna do

Time fo' me to put the mink up

Forgiattos on a Brinks truck

My favorite rapper drove a pink truck

I do shit that ya dream of

I was born wit a mean mug

I was born wit nappy hair, drinking breast milk out a lean cup

Titty Boy's my alias, real niggas my radius

Trill niggas on the song wit me

If she bad as hell I'll pay the babysitter

In a black Mercedes wit her

Doing about 180 wit her

I was born a hustler paraphernalia in my baby pictures

Resident all eloquent leather shit in my front yard

TV by my swimmin' pool, got the bitch like a sports bar

Chevelle wit a new motor, got the bitch like a sports car

Ya my name is Tity Boy, I don't fuck wit hoes that wear sports bras

Crib bigger than yo imagination

Call the trap house the gas station

Call momma's house the Jag station

Emoji sad faces

Look at these niggas

I need to buy pocketbooks fo' these niggas

(Hook)

(Bridge: Future)

Ain't nobody triller than me

Ain't nobody triller than Scott

Ain't nobody trill man I'm taking their spot

We ride on a yacht

Ain't nobody triller than Metro, ain't nobody triller than Scooter

Ain't nobody triller, I knew it, ain't nobody triller, we knew it

Pour up an Ace out on niggas, don't play 'round like Janice and Judy

(Only reall niggas keep it float)

Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors

(Only trill niggas I know)

Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors

(Only trill niggas I know)

Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors

(Hook)

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