Travis Scott - Wasted (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Travis Scott - Wasted (en) Lyrics
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Wasted and numb
Are you wasted or nah?
Wasted or nah?
Take a sip, drowning in this shit
Coppers on my hip, I hold my head
I've been taking risks to
make that money flip
Shots to the head
I ain't order it, I can't
afford this shit
Go to war with this you overboard,
I'm over bored with shit
Now it's pay up player, pay a nigga
Gotta day to day to stack
and still I pay accounts
20 racks to show just
a little allowance
Only come to Houston
if the boy allow it
Bow your head to a real one, coming
down with them main niggas
H-Town don't play with us, them
wit-it boys stay wit-it
I've been grinding, slaving over
time since I was a fan
Looking in the mirror like "One day,
Jacques, you gon' be the man"
One skinny tatted nigga, blunt flicker
Young La Flame hot spitter who
can't hold his liquor, yeah
It's really going down
in the goddamn south
I'm trill, I'm country 'til the end
There's a lot of motherfuckers
that can't handle they liquor
Can't handle these drugs
It's only real niggas that
can handle their shit man
Yeah (Wasted or nah?)
So if you tryna get lit, wanna pour up
Make sure you stay on our
level cause we go up
Let me see you up
Is you wasted, baby?
One shot, two shots and you still
talking crazy (Trippy)
Three shots and you faded
Freaks coming out at night
and they gettin' X rated
Four shots now she wanna do the clique
Any more shots she ain't
gon' remember shit
Smoking on extendos, no clips
Project hoes going up
in the Ritz (Trippy)
She gon' do it for a G,
anything for me, bro
She just wanna fucking drink
and chief all the weed up
Sexy bitch, pop that pussy
'cause you in your prime
Pour that purple over ice,
call it turtle time
Shawty never been a hesitator
Got her going down on the elevator
Heard the pussy bomb,
I'ma detonate her
Fuck her from the back, keep
the neck for later
No magic trick but I levitate her
With the magic stick, nothing
less than great
When I hit her with the
dope D I'm gone
Don't text me later, no extra favors
Weed, lean, MDMA, he say, she say
All the products of a young
man gone the long way
From the home that he knew,
'til he roamed where he at
And the phone break up,
unknown wake up
Several one night stands,
hung up phone, break up
If he fall, will he fly? Sure,
wouldn't take much
For you to find out, jump,
if you took that plunge
If not, we're in the same spot,
how could you judge?
How could you judge? could you judge?
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