Travis Scott — Don’t Play Demo

[Intro: Matthew Healy] Drink slow to feed the nose, you know he likes to get blown Has he got enough money to spend? Leave? No, he's to and from, he doesn't like it when the girls go Has he got enough money to spend? [Chorus: Travis Scott] I ain't playin' with these niggas I ain't playin' with, I ain't playin' with these niggas (Straight up) I ain't playin' with these niggas I ain't playin' with, I ain't playing with these niggas (Straight up) I ain't playin' with these niggas (Oh no) I ain't playin' with, I ain't playin' with these niggas (Oh no, La Flame) I ain't playin' with these niggas (Straight up, straight up) I ain't playin' with, I ain't playin' with these niggas [Verse 1: Travis Scott] Know I need my dollars Know a nigga need my commas (Straight up) She was down when I dropped out of college Down, she was down when I rode Impalas (LaFlame) Played with her pussy in the Jeep Yeah, she was down with the foreplay drivin' (Oh no) Jumped in the car when she hit my digits Don't want nothin', just to pull up at the projects (Skrt!) Easy to me my nigga Villa with a scene, youngin' always seen with a killer (Straight up) Hand-stitched by my dealer Dealing with a seam you ain't seen, what you mean Margiela? (Flame) She even got the 'scripts for the cough In the H gotta hit Johnny for the frost, swerved off Ain't it been a minute since they seen a weird nigga From the corner put it on for the south? (Straight up) On my momma, know a nigga be coasting Go, nigga, go nigga grab my bottles Go, nigga, go nigga grab my chronic (Let go) Keep ya head up in the air my nigga Niggas gon' be billionaires my nigga (Straight up) Fuck how much time that shit might take Niggas ain't playin' with 'em [Chorus: Travis Scott] I ain't playin' with these niggas I ain't playin' with, I ain't playin' with these niggas (Straight up) I ain't playin' with these niggas (La Flame) I ain't playin' with, I ain't playing with these niggas (Oh no) I ain't playin' with these niggas (Oh no) I ain't playin' with, I ain't playin' with these niggas I ain't playin' with these niggas I ain't playin' with, I ain't playin' with these niggas [Bridge: Matthew Healy] Tabs with unlimited O's, new clothes, bloody nose Powders and walking back home Has he got enough weed? No, broken phone Retching on the floor alone I can't believe that we're talking about him [Verse 2: Matthew Healy] I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place Can't talk, quick slap in the face Yes I threw a nut, but your friends a case Why you singling him out, is it because of his race? Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about Has he got enough weed? No Broken phone, retching on the floor alone I can't believe that we're talking about him I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place Can't talk, quick slap in the face Yes I threw a nut, but your friends a case Why you singling him out, is it because of his race? Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about (Huh) [Outro: A$AP Bari] These niggas ain't lords We the new Lords We the new Lords We the new Lords