[Kacy Hill:] Mama's bailing down that road, craving 9021... [Verse 1:] [Travis Scott:] She a porn star girl, oh, from the valley, Honestly, God bless! Who left her hometown world all for the alley, Oh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties. I hope it was wet like my jumper, though. Ooh, used to take the long way home, long way home, all for that candy. [Kacy Hill:] Baby's hooked on feeling numb. [Travis Scott:] Jacques to La Flame, now you rollin' on an Addy, 50 on her chain, 'nother 50 on her Caddy, oh! He might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyone, Pop anything, pop anything to find that alley, Hmm, yeah, then find an alley. [Kacy Hill:] Baby's hooked on feeling numb. [Chorus: Travis Scott] In the 90210, 90210, lookin for that alley, In the 90210, 90210, lookin for that alley, ooh! It's the superstar girl, superstar girl roamin in that alley, In the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley. [Verse 2: Travis Scott] My granny called, she said, "Travie, you work too hard I'm worried you'll forget about me." I'm fallin in and out of cuffs, don't worry, Imma get it, granny. What happened? Now my daddy happy, mama called me up, That money comin, and she love me, I done made it now. I done found life's meaning now, All them days her heart'd break, her heart not in pieces now. Friends turnin into fraud niggas, Practicin, have the passion, you niggas packaged different. All you niggas, you niggas want, that's why you can't have it, Imma sell it, you niggas salary bout to cappage. Youngest nigga outta Houston at the Grammys, Smilin at 'em, laughin at me, I passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked and passed it back, bitch! All of this off of rapping, shoulda wrote this in Latin. Yeah, mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know. Cuzzo said, we in the store, yeah, we bout to drop a 4, He pass the cigarette, I choke. Tell my auntie put them poles down, them poles down, Now you know you love your own now. Hit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose down, I ain't knockin, nigga, I knocked the door down, for sure now. Whole crew, I swear, they countin on me, Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me, Houses on me, he got them ounces on him. Holy father, come save these niggas, I'm stylin' on 'em, Good lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses, I'm drivin too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them. Distant sky from north of the border, my chips is in order, My mom's biggest supporter so now, niggas, support a nigga.
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