Travis Scott — Sdp interlude Extended

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Cassie] Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink somе, pop some Smoke some, drink somе, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some [Verse 1: Travis Scott] You taste good like soul food Parked up outside in the old school The new me back with the old you A dog always find his way back home and it's so true Make it home, fall through and pop one You know the motto's smoke some, drink some, pop some Got your hand on my Glock while your ass ride shotgun High stakes, you risk it every day Ride around, around I know fuckin' ugly niggas just not Had to zero out the fade 'cause I'm not one [Bridge: Travis Scott] So smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!) Smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!) Smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!) Smoke some, drink some, pop one, yeah [Chorus: Travis Scott & Cassie] Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some [Bridge: Travis Scott] So smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!) Smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!) Smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!) Smoke some, drink some, pop one, yeah [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Imma run through On the front stoops all gettin' ran through, yeah Right, ball with it Yeah, I'm in a cat calls with it Yeah, I made phone call with it Yeah, I made bank calls with it, (yeah) And H-town lately where you find me, yeah Ride around city, no ID, yeah Back of the Benz where I find peace, yeah Yeah, beat popular, and me notchin' this From doo-wop an' em [Chorus: Travis Scott & Cassie] Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some Smoke some, drink some, pop some [Outro: Travis Scott] Your mama never let you guys outside She probably still beat your ass Man, what the… You a virgin? You a virgin, huh? Your lil' small, your lil' skinny ass can't even take it What you doin' with that weed? Where you get that? Huh I'ma tell your mama