Travis Scott — Dance on the Moon Demo

[Intro: Theophilus London] Where the weather is warm [Verse 1: Travis Scott] Wake up, bake up, hit the fridge, all I see is them breads Cop lights, no lights, cause them bills it was overdue Skinny iggy nigga got fits from the runway Taking walks to the side of the moon Gotta take trips to define my peace But I got a little feeling might be in that tomb I like my weed a little cheese, roll that that a little thick Better watch your toke, don’t wanna choke Better let that jack roll down your neck I’m on some popular shit, come look in my eyes to get a fix We just gon' cruise, hit the brews, don't worry 'bout shit It might get rowdy cause all the freaky models wanna party Got the freaky models in the lobby, it's so obvious that they lobbyist Man it can’t be realer, me and my niggas by the villa She in that white dress it can’t fit her Sweet not bitter, drink it like she got no liver I hit it and she on the moon my nigga [Chorus: Theophilus London] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Let’s get high, and go dance on the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We could fly, and go straight to the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Touch the sky, and go dance on the moon Where the weather is warm and we forever live long [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Moonlight move when a nigga dance They peep a nigga steeze from a nigga stance Had to leave home wasn’t working out Kiss my momma for me if you get a chance Walk the streets where I stay Niggas give me daps and pounds they can’t wait In the moonlight you can’t see my eyes And when I’m off the things I can’t think Damn I been coasting the coast Swear a young nigga done been through the most Washing my mind out with dope Shit real, but you know a nigga can’t choke When they recognize a real nigga skill Ride with me, down with me, kept me afloat Now all my real niggas sitting in the VIP Shoving champagne through the next girl throat [Chorus: Theophilus London] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Let’s get high, and go dance on the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We could fly, and go straight to the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Touch the sky, and go dance on the moon Where the weather is warm and we forever live long