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JACKBOYS 2



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Birds In The Trap Sing McKnight'''
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ASTROWORLD'''
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UTOPIA'''
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Days Before Rodeo'''
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Huncho Jack, Jack Huncho'''
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JACKBOYS'''
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JACKBOYS 2'''
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Heaven Or Hell'''
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Life of a Don'''
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Love Sick'''
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HARDSTONE PSYCHO'''
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OCTANE'''
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Donny Womack'''
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JACKBOYS'''
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JACKBOYS 2'''
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Travis
Scott
Sheck
Wes
Don
Toliver
SoFaygo Luxury
Tax
<colbgcolor=#1C1B20><colcolor=#fff> JACKBOYS 2
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아티스트 JACKBOYS & Travis Scott
발매일 2025년 7월 13일
장르 힙합, 트랩, 레이지
길이 55:45
트랙 17
프로듀서 AM, Cardo, Derek Anderson, Dilip, FnZ, Gylttryp, Jenius Level, Mustard, Otxhello, OZ, Roark Bailey, Sean Momberger, Tay Keith, Unimerce
레이블 Cactus Jack Records
Epic Records

1. 개요2. 트랙리스트
2.1. JB2 RADIO2.2. CHAMPAIN & VACAY (feat. Waka Flocka Flame)2.3. 2000 EXCURSION2.4. KICK OUT2.5. DUMBO2.6. MM32.7. VELOUR2.8. CONTEST2.9. ILMB (feat. Travis Scott)2.10. WHERE WAS YOU2.11. NO COMMENTS2.12. BEEP BEEP2.13. PBT2.14. SHYNE2.15. OUTSIDE2.16. CANT STOP2.17. FLORIDA FLOW
3. 평가4. 성적5. 앨범 아트6. 여담7. 관련 문서

1. 개요

2025년 7월 13일에 발매된 Cactus Jack Records의 두 번째 컴필레이션 음반.

참고로 앨범명인 JACKBOYS는 래퍼 Travis Scott이 설립한 음반사 Cactus Jack Records 소속 아티스트들로 구성된 미국의 힙합 그룹 이름이다.

2. 트랙리스트

트랙리스트
<rowcolor=#fff> # 제목 길이
1 JB2 RADIO
JACKBOYS
0:27
2 CHAMPAIN & VACAY
(feat. Waka Floka Flame)
Travis Scott, Don Toliver
3:04
3 2000 EXCURSION
Travis Scott, Sheck Wes, Don Toliver
3:42
4 KICK OUT
Travis Scott, 21 Savage
2:50
5 DUMBO
Travis Scott
3:58
6 MM3
SoFaygo
2:54
7 VELOUR
Don Toliver, Sheck Wes
2:24
8 CONTEST
Travis Scott, SoFaygo
4:32
9 ILMB
Sheck Wes, Travis Scott
3:04
10 WHERE WAS YOU
(feat. Playboi Carti, Future)
Travis Scott
4:32
11 NO COMMENTS
Don Toliver
2:09
12 BEEP BEEP
(feat. SahBabii)
Travis Scott
3:54
13 PBT
(feat. Tyla, Vybz Kartel)
Travis Scott
4:10
14 SHYNE
(feat. GloRilla)
Travis Scott
3:13
15 OUTSIDE
(feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)
Travis Scott
3:03
16 CANT STOP
(feat. Future, Wallie the Sensei)
Don Toliver
2:12
17 FLORIDA FLOW
(feat. Kodak Black)
Travis Scott
5:28

2.1. JB2 RADIO

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JB2 RADIO
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JACKBOYS
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Intro: Bun B

You're now listening to KJB2 (JACKBOYS)
여기는 JB2 FM이다

Stay tuned for more (You must see it to believe it)
더 많은 것들이 곧 공개되겠지 (직접 보시지 않고선 믿을 수 없어)

Talkin' 'bout Screw and candy paint, swangers and drank
DJ 스크루와 캔디 페인트, 스웨거랑 술 얘기한다

It's, you, you know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah, yeah)
뭐 말하는 지 알겠지?

And we tellin' them, "This is where it's goin'" (Mhm)
우린 너희들에게 우리가 나아갈 방향을 정의한다

Like, this is, this is what's happenin', we're, we're the next city to blow
지금 일어나고 있는 일이야, 우리가 다음에 뜰 곳이야

We got the lifestyle, the night scene, we got everybody, everything
삶의 방식, 밤문화, 모든 것, 모두를 가지고 있지

And this is the album that will explain it to people (Yeah)
그리고 이 앨범으로 그걸 사람들에게 설명해 줄 꺼야
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2.2. CHAMPAIN & VACAY (feat. Waka Flocka Flame)

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CHAMPAIN & VACAY
Travis Scott & Don Toliver


Intro: Waka Flocka Flame & Travis Scott

Brick Squad
브릭 스쿼드!!! [1]

Travis, Waka, Scott, Flocka, Flame
트래비스, 와카, 스콧, 플로카, 플레임

Mm, mm

Mm

Chorus: Travis Scott & Waka Flocka Flame

This shit get intergalactic (Yeah, Flocka)
이 노래는 우주를 초월해

They like to ski, let's take these bitches to Aspen (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
걔네는 약 빠는 걸 좋아해, 하얀 코카인으로 이뤄진 산으로 데려가자고

Know you a freak, girl, you can stop all the actin' (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
너 거친 거 아니까 연기 그만해

She don't really do the vacay and the champagne (No way, yup)
걔는 휴가나 샴페인 따위는 즐기지도 않지

She wanna go hard in the damn paint (Flocka, yeah)
걔는 항상 최선을 다하고 싶어하지

Let me see you go hard just for me, babe
날 위해 어디 한번 최선을 다해봐

Can you go hard? (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
최선을 다할 수 있어?

Interlude: Waka Flocka Flame

Squad (Squad)
스쿼드!!!

(North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood, Orange—)
북쪽 멤피스, 남쪽 멤피스, 웨스트우드, 오렌지

Baow, baow, Flocka

Verse: Travis Scott, Waka Flocka Flame & Don Toliver

Back and I'm causin' a stir
다시 돌아왔어, 난 소란을 일으키지

How the fuck I got the drink out in Europe? Shawty keep twistin' her hair (Baow, baow, baow)
유럽에서 어케 약을 구했지? 걔는 계속 머리 만지지

She wanna see how the— hah, hah, she wanna see how the JACKBOYS move (Flex, baow, brr)
걔는 우리가 어떻게 움직이는지 보고 싶겠지

Spit on the mic, baby, check, one, two (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup)
마이크에 대고 뱉어, 체크, 하나, 둘

Couple of killers, I'm flyin' a private, I ain't even gotta go check my tool (Flocka)
몇 명의 킬러들과 전용기를 타, 내 무기는 탐지기에 걸릴 일도 없지

Like what's up? What's up? What's up with niggas?
무슨 일이야? 무슨 일인데? 놈들은 어떡할껀데?

They wonder why I don't wan' fuck with niggas
걔네들은 왜 내가 걔랑 안 어울리는지 궁금해 해

Remember when they wouldn't fuck with niggas
걔네들이 걔랑 절대 안 엮이던 시절 기억해

I changed the city from all that I know (Baow, baow)
나는 내 고향을 송두리째 바꿔놨어

I'm tryna bring a Grammy to the Mo
그래미상을 내 고향으로 가져갈려 해

Soon as she see me, she open her throat
걔는 날 보자마자 입을 열어

Call her Little Caesars, she hot, hot, and ready to go (Rollin')
포장 전문 피자집이라 해도 되겠네, 뜨겁고 바로 준비가 됐지

I don't like turnin' up none of my hoes
난 내 여친들을 흥분시키는 걸 좋아하지 않아

Shit that I hit, niggas never would know
내가 한 짓들을 놈들은 모르겠지

You not my shit, that's twinski
넌 내 스타일이 아니야, 그건 트윈스키라고 [2]

Fuck me good, get an AMG Benzki or a brand-new Lambski (Ski)
날 흥분시켜봐, AMG람보르기니가 따라올수도 있어

Niggas be prayin' they turn me down, whole time, nigga, I been geeked (JACKBOYS 2, squad)
놈들은 내가 망하길 기도했지만 난 항상 피크였다고

Yeah, hittin' your bitch whole time you been sleep
니 자는 사이 난 니 여친을 따먹었어

Walked in LV, ten chains, feelin' like a nigga just walked in ten deep (Yeah, JACKBOYS 2)
루이비통과 10개의 목걸이, 10명씩이나 들어갔지

Yeah, man, I swear these old niggas kill me (Baow, baow)
진짜 이 늙은이들 때문에 미치겠어

Know my YNs feel me (Baow, baow, baow)
내 팬들은 날 이해해

They just want the real me, yeah
걔네들은 진실된 나를 원하지

Blue Bugatti, I'm dodgin' TMZ (Baow, baow)
파란 부가티, 난 TMZ를 피해다녀

Made a hundred off pushin' T's (Baow, baow, baow)
마약 팔아서 몇백만 달러를 벌었지[3]

Now my phone on DND, yeah
내 폰은 방해금지 모드라고

I just made her pay the fee
난 걔가 수수로 내게 했고

I just made her stay for keeps
걔를 잡아뒀지

Ridin' shit, it never leaks
내 차는 흠집 하나 없지

You know how many T's I— psh
넌 걔가 얼마나 많이 마... (쉿)

Chorus: Don Toliver & Waka Flocka Flame

This shit get intergalactic
이 노래는 우주를 초월해

They like to ski, let's take these bitches to Aspen
걔네는 약 빠는 걸 좋아해, 하얀 코카인으로 이뤄진 산으로 데려가자고

Know you a freak, girl, you can stop all the actin' (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
너 거친 거 아니까 연기 그만해

She don't really do the vacay and the champagne (Flex)
걔는 휴가나 샴페인 따위는 즐기지도 않지

She wanna go hard in the damn paint (You know, Flocka)
걔는 항상 최선을 다하고 싶어하지

Let me see you go hard just for me, babe
날 위해 어디 한번 최선을 다해봐

Can you go hard? (Squad)
최선을 다할 수 있어?

Outro: Bun B

Paul and them, Paul and Juicy and them was the last niggas to fly
폴 이랑 나머지, 폴이랑 쥬시는 비행기를 탄지 오래지

'Cause they was not goin' nowhere without it
왜냐면 걔네들은 그거 없이 어디도 안갔거든

And when the goddamn Excursion came, that was, nigga, that was it for them
익스커션을 구하고 나자마자 걔네는 완전 끝내줬지

They damn sure wasn't flyin', 'cause now they can bring as many niggas as they want
걔네는 비행기 안탔어, 그걸로 원하는 만큼 다 가져갈 수 있으니까

They got enough room for clothes, DJ turntables, sticks
옷 넣어놀 공간, 턴테이블, 총

Weed, liquor, all that shit
떨, 술, 다 넣고도 남았지

All in one motherfuckin' truck, nigga
그 미친 차에다가
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2.3. 2000 EXCURSION

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2000 EXCURSION
Travis Scott & Sheck Wes, Don Toliver


Intro: Sheck Wes

Yeah

Chorus: Travis Scott & Sheck Wes

Ayy, ayy, what?

2000 Excursion (Whip it), forty for a bird (Bird, yeah)
2000년식 익스커션, 즐길 거리에는 4만 달러

Tryna hit the Booby, bitch, just say the word (Don't say it)
부비 트랩[4]에 가고 싶으면 말만 하라고 (진짜로 말하진 마)

Peeped it for my brother first, it's the early bird, ayy (Brr, yeah)
내 형제를 위해 먼저 살짝 엿봤지, 일찍 일어나는 새라고

Ayy (Woo), ayy (Woo), ayy (Ayy, what's up? Yeah)

Verse 1: Travis Scott & Sheck Wes

I don't get the bag, get the duff' (Woo)
이 가방에는 돈 다 안들어가, 더플백 정도는 가져와야지

My baby can't do me enough (Bitch)
내 여친은 날 충분히 만족시켜주지 못해 (쌍년)

The best, they pourin' me up
가장 잘해줄 때는 린 따라줄때

No plastic, styrofoam cup
플라스틱 컵말고 스티로폼 컵에다 따라야지

I'm on the Southside whippin' the truck
남쪽에서 익스커션을 몰고 있어

On tracks not givin' a fuck (Skrrt)
이 트랙에선 신경 안 써

On wax not givin' a fuck (Woo, fuck)
레코딩 중에도 난 신경 안 써

Like Jalil, not givin' a fuck, yeah (Woo)
잘릴[5] 처럼 신경 안 써

He sleep with a Spanish bitch in the club
걔는 클럽에서 스페인 여자랑 잤어

Bro know his Spanglish, that's good enough
영어랑 스페인어 섞어서 쓰는데도 말이 통했었지

We took an hour out of the afterhours just to fuck up all the ones
위켄드 공연 중 1시간은 우리의 몫

I got a bunch, you ain't doin' brunch
난 돈 많아, 넌 뭐 되냐?

I got a front that ain't gotta front
난 빽이 좋아서 앞가림 못하는 애들은 싫어

I put a blunt in a blunt
대마 하나 받고 하나 더

Refrain: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes

Make it last tonight (Woo)
오늘 밤이 영원하게 해줘

Before you pass me by (Woo)
너가 날 그냥 지나쳐버리기 전에

Verse 2: Sheck Wes

Hey, I'm tryna see somethin' shake, see somethin' go crazy, girl, you out with the JACK right now
이봐, 난 뭔가를 보고 싶어, 미치는 걸 보고 싶다고, 우리랑 놀면서 미쳐봐

Gang-gang-gang on the block with the drop, still tryna flip that pack right now
갱들한테 마약을 팔고, 그걸로 돈 좀 만지지

I'm tryna see somersault hit the vault, I'm tryna see somethin' jump right now
이왕김에 금고에서 돈도 꺼내 만져봐, 뭔가 열광하는 걸 보고 싶어

We cause a scene with the team, you know it's a panic every time that the JACK touch down (Bitch, yeah, bitch)
우리는 소동을 일으켜, 우리가 나타날때마다 혼란 발생

I'm tryna hit it, see your vertebrae (Woo)
척추 빠질때까지 박고 싶어

I got hoes on salary from Sydney out to Paraguay
시드니에서 파라과이까지 돈만 찔러주면 다 하는 년들이 쫙 널렸어

Gotta pay your passage, baby, you can't be no stowaway (Yeah)
무임승차는 금지, 티켓 값은 내야지

You can't bring that baggage on this voyage, just took a dose a day (Yeah)
이 여행엔 짐을 가져가지 못해, 하루 한 번 먹기나 해

You obey me, do what I say (Woo)
넌 나에게 복종하고 내가 말하는 대로 하지

I score goals like Pelé, Zizou, Ginola, Galatasaray
나는 펠레, 지단, 지놀라, 갈라타사라이마냥 탑을 찍어

I got a bitch stay out in the bayou, play Marvin Gaye, sip chardonnay (Bitch)
늪지대에 사는 애가 있어, Marvin & Chardonnay를[6] 듣지

I touch down all over the map, my bitch a dog, my bitch a brat
전세계를 돌아다녀, 내 년은 개, 버릇이 좀 없지

She send the stacks
근데 돈도 주네

Refrain: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes

Night, make it last tonight (Yeah)
오늘 밤, 오늘 밤이 영원하게 해줘

Before you pass me by (Yeah)
너가 날 그냥 지나쳐버리기 전에

Verse 3: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes

Make it last tonight (Yeah)
오늘 밤이 영원하게 해줘

Before you pass me by
너가 날 그냥 지나쳐버리기 전에

(Before you pass me by)
너가 날 그냥 지나쳐버리기 전에

(What's goin' on? What's goin' on? What's goin' on? What's goin' on? What's goin' on?)
(무슨 일이야?)

Late night in the alleyway, cars parked on the corner (Yeah, JACK touch down)
늦은 밤 골목길, 구석에 주차해 (우리가 나타날때마다)

I been waitin' for three hours, I been waitin' on you (Yeah, JACK touch down)
3시간을 너를 위해 기다렸어 (우리가 나타날때마다)

JACKBOYS in Texas, JACKBOYS in California (Every time the JACK touch down, yeah)
우리는 텍사스에, 우리는 켈리포니아에, (우리가 나타날때마다 계속)

Woah, it was nice to know you, uh
만나서 반가왔어

When the JACK touch down (Hey)
우리가 나타날때마다

I'm tryna see somethin' shake, see somethin' go crazy (Yeah)
뭔가 흔들리고 미쳐가는 걸 보고 싶어

I'm tryna see somethin' shake, see somethin' go crazy, hey
뭔가 흔들리고 미쳐가는 걸 보고 싶어

Verse 4: Travis Scott

Back in the mix, you fell through from where you fell
다시 돌아왔어, 너도 같은 느낌이겠지

You dipped from somewhere else
어디론가 떠나버렸어

Left for somewhere else
누군가를 위해 떠나버렸어

Ridin' with my strap, so I'm not really by myself
총이 있으니 외롭지 않아

Hand on my belt
챔피언 벨트에 손을 얹고

Price on my health
내 건강엔 값이 매겨졌어

Crackin' a seal, yes, I sip by myself
캔을 따, 나 혼자서 마시지

Ten different Chanels on this trip
이번 여행에서 샤넬을 10개나 샀는데도

So why am I still trippin' on myself?
왜 아직도 난 스스로를 갉아먹고 있는 걸까?

Chorus: Travis Scott

Ayy, ayy, what?

2000 Excursion (Whip it), forty for a bird (Bird, yeah)
2000년식 익스커션, 즐길 거리에는 4만 달러

Tryna hit the Booby, bitch, just say the word (Don't say it)
부비 트랩에 가고 싶으면 말만 하라고 (진짜로 말하진 마)

Peeped it for my brother first, it's the early bird, ayy (Brr, yeah)
내 형제를 위해 먼저 살짝 엿봤지, 일찍 일어나는 새라고

Ayy (Woo), ayy (Woo), ayy (Ayy, what's up? Yeah)
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2.4. KICK OUT

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KICK OUT
Travis Scott, 21 Savage


Intro: 21 Savage & Travis Scott

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

JACKBOYS 2 (Yeah)
JACKBOYS 2

Come up out that watch (Yee)
그 시계 내려놔

Come up out that bracelet (Yee, yee)
그 팔찌도 내려놔

Don't buck, nigga (Yee)
깝치지 마, 새꺄

Gon’ be ketchup all on the walls
이 벽은 피철갑이 되겠네

Pussy

Chorus: Travis Scott

If this shit get complicated, you get kicked out
일이 복잡해진다면 쫒겨나게 될 꺼야

Like I ain't got no place to stay, yeah, I circ' out (Yeah, I circ’ out)
머물려고는 안했어, 그래, 난 떠나

Verse: Travis Scott & 21 Savage

Ayy, that red Malibu, Roberta packed it like a Shelby
말리부를 로베르타가 머스탱으로 바꿔놨네

Cuzzo ten, bustin' Stangs, swappin' stereos
나이 두 자릿수 되자마자 머스탱 문 따고 들어가서 라디오를 빼다 팔았지

I oblige, bumpin' Mary (Bumpin' Mary)
메리 제이 블라이즈 태우고 나선 예를 갖추는게 관례이지

Merry Christmas 'round this bitch, wasn't really merry (Shit was scary)
메리 크리스마스, 사실 우리동네에선 즐겁지 않았어 (존나 무서웠다고)

Halloween like every day, more ordinary, okay
매일이 할로윈, 평범하게 느껴졌지

Platinum slugs and princess cuts for the tooth fairy, okay
다이아로 떡칠한 그릴즈는 이빨 요정에게 줄꺼야

Only time we seen results was watchin' Jerry (Jerry, Jerry)
우리가 결과라는 걸 볼때는 제리 스프링거쇼 볼때 뿐

Only time I seen a lake was watchin’ Ricki (On God), okay
내가 호수라는 걸 볼때는 리키 레이크[7] 볼때 뿐

Bronem sleepin’ with them sticks 'cause it get sticky (Brr, brr, it get sticky)
친구들 모두 허리춤에 총을 꽂고 자니 끈끈해졌지

We brought magic to the stu’ 'cause it get tricky (I get tricky)
스튜디오 인원들을 싹다 스트립 클럽에 데려가, 상황이 복잡해지지

Had to violate the strip, yeah, come and get me (It's litty)
가야만 했다고, 와서 날 데려가 (끝내주네)


They done ran out of George, we throwin' Benjis (Throwin’ hunchos, it's lit)
너네가 1달러 던져줄때 우린 100달러 던져주지

All this sauce, I'm makin' cheese like Jon and Vinny's (21), cousin Vinny
흘러넘치는 멋, 돈을 존 앤 비니스[8] 에서 치즈 뿌리는 것처럼 뿌려대지, 나의 사촌 비니

All these gold flakes on my couch, I think I'm Lenny (The Roc)
소파에 금가루, 레니 산티아고[9] 같지 (라커펠라)

Now we bus 'em to the lake, I think I'm Jenny (Down the block)
이젠 진짜 호수란 걸 보고 있어, 제니퍼 로페즈 같지[10]

Seen the wrist, turned to results from pushin' pennies (That's on Jacques)
손목엔 힘들게 일해서 번 결과의 산물이 있지 (스캇 덕분이야)

Only book that's in my crib is the Guinness (Straight up, straight up, not a lie)
내 침대에 있는 유일한 책은 기네스북 뿐

How long can these records spin? 'Til infinity (Err-ah, on God)
내 노래들의 신기록 경신에는 끝이 없지

Chorus: Travis Scott & 21 Savage

Woo, woo, woo, woo (21, 21)

If this shit get complicated, you get kicked out (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
일이 복잡해진다면 쫒겨나게 될꺼야

Go, go, go

Like I ain't got no place to stay, yeah, I circ' out (Go, go, woah, woah, woah, woah)
머물려고는 안했어, 그래, 난 떠나

Woah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go

Intro: Travis Scott

Woo, woo, woo, woo

Woo, woo, woo, woo (On the)
(위에)

Woo, woo, woo, woo (Like a bouncer)
(경비원처럼)

Woo, woo, woo, woo (Like a)
(처럼)

Woo, woo, woo, woo (Think I drowned it)
(익사할 뻔했지)

Woo, woo, woo, woo (Bring it)
(챙겼어)

Woo, woo, woo, woo (Make an announcement)
(말 한번만 하면)

Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yeah, she)
(걔는)

Verse: Travis Scott & 21 Savage

Fuck that bitch, leave that ho where I found her (I did)
그 년은 좆까, 그 년은 보자마자 탈락이였다고

Whole lot of paraphernalia on the counter (Yeah)
마약 장비들이 카운터 위에 가득해

Kickin' game, kickin' niggas out like a bouncer (Yeah)
내 랩을 보여줘, 경비원처럼 놈들을 쫒아내

Caught him slippin', threw him in the water like a flounder (Pussy)
방심한 틈을 타서 가자미처럼 물 속 깊이 묻어버렸지(겁쟁이)

All this water on my wrist, I think I drowned it (Think I drowned it)
내 손목은 파란 다이아로 가득, 익사할 뻔했지

Out the country, yeah, I got the smoke, I'm bringin' ounces (Bring it)
해외에선 잔뜩 피울 준비 됐지, 온스 단위로 챙겼어

Got niggas that'll kill for me if I make an announcement (Make an announcement)
내가 말 한번만 하면 날 위해 죽어줄 놈들도 있어

High as a kite, she just popped a pill, yeah, she downed it (Yeah)
걔는 약을 먹고 쓰러졌어, 극락 간 거 같지

Do what I like, she appeal to me 'cause how she bounce it (21, how she bounce)
내가 좋아하는 대로 해, 걔가 춤추는 모습은 너무 매력적이야

Flew her out, turn her out, she was an out-of-towner (21)
걔는 여기 사람 아니야, 야한 짓 좀 할려고 비행기값도 내줬지

Tan bitch, put her in the V, now she browner (Now she brown)
약간 태닝한 애였는데 차에 태워서 달리니 더 꼴리더라

Turn her up, now she turnt up off of downers
걔를 흥분시켜, 진정제는 흥분시키는 데 도움을 주지

Outro: Vybz Kartel

(Vybz Kartel)
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2.5. DUMBO

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DUMBO
Travis Scott


Intro

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey

Yeah

Man, let's go
가자

Pre-Chorus

Can't nobody pop it like I do (Pop it)
아무도 나만큼 성과 못내지

Tour and drop like I do (I)
투어하고 앨범 발매하면서 나처럼 성과 못내지

Party in the seven like I do (Seven)
나처럼 휴스턴에서 크게 파티 못 열지

'Caine, she sniff, she hachoo (Hachoo, let's go)
코카인, 걔는 킁킁대고, 에취에취 거리지

Still tuck, hopin' they try you (Woo)
아직도 몸을 숙여, 걔네들이 널 시험하고자 하지

Big toting, nothin' by you (It's lit)
큰 짐, 니 옆엔 아무것도 없지

That skin caught out of the bayou (Skin)
늪지대에서 완벽하게 발굴해냈어 [11]

That Oyster right on the dial (Oyst')
내 손목엔 롤렉스

That marble right on the tile (Moist)
타일은 전부 대리석

That body too great (Huh)
그 몸은 너무 훌륭해

That private, didn't I fly you? (Huh)
남들이 전용기로 갈 때, 나는 널 그냥 가게 했지

That whole 'fit, didn't I style you? (Huh)
너의 모든 옷차림, 내가 스타일링해줬

Took codeine, it's been a while (Huh)
코데인을 삼켰어, 오랜만에

Chorus

I bet she goin' dumbo (Dummy)
걔가 미쳐갈꺼라고 장담해

I bet she goin' dumbo (That bitch a dummy)
걔가 미쳐갈꺼라고 장담해 (걔는 완전 미쳤어)

I bet she goin' dumbo (Woo)
걔가 미쳐갈꺼라고 장담해

I bet she goin' dumbo (Straight up)
걔가 미쳐갈꺼라고 장담해

I bet she goin' dumbo
걔가 미쳐갈꺼라고 장담해

I bet she goin' dumb
걔가 미쳐간다고, 장담해

Refrain

Come on, let it fall to the waistline
어서, 허리까지 떨어지게 해봐

You get wasted, just don't waste mine
넌 취해도 돼, 내 시간만 낭비하지 마

You get wasted, just don't waste mine
넌 취해도 돼, 내 시간만 낭비하지 마

You get wasted, just don't waste mine
넌 취해도 돼, 내 시간만 낭비하지 마

Confetti, let it fall to your waistline
색종이 조각처럼 허리까지 떨어지게 해봐

You get wasted, just don't waste mine
넌 취해도 돼, 내 시간만 낭비하지 마

Interlude

Right, right

Woah (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woo)

Verse

Shawty, she nice, shawty, she love the green, shawty, she like that white
걔는 멋지고, 돈도 좋아하고, 약도 좋아하지

Shawty geek mode, shawty in geek-geek mode, time to go get that flight
걔는 약에 취했어, 완전 취했다고, 보내버릴 시간이지

Tryna get home, tryna get right back home, know they gon' get me hype (Hype, hype)
집에 가려고, 바로 집에 가려고 해, 나를 흥분시킬 걸 알지

Yeah, yeah, gotta sleep with one eye open
한쪽 눈을 뜨고 자야겠어

Can't trust her, she stolen, but I'm already in too much motion
걔를 믿을 수가 없거든, 훔쳐온 애니까, 근데 이미 너무 많이 와버렸지

That bitch tryna get her a promotion, twist my gas, pour my potion
승진이라도 하고 싶은가봐, 내 떨 말아주고 약도 따라주지

Can't tell if I'm hot or cold, hip on fire, wrist on frozen
뜨거운지 차가운지 구분이 안돼, 내 총은 뜨겁고 내 손목은 차가워

Don't know if she thick or slim, waist go in, ass explodin
통통한지 날씬한지 구분이 안돼, 허리는 날씬하고 엉덩이는 터질 거 같지

I just went up again, just popped ten, no ibuprofen
방금 또 업됐어, 10알을 먹었지, 이부프로펜 말고

Back-to-back skin on skin, can I swim in this ocean?
계속 살과 살을 맞대, 이 바다에서 해엄치고 싶

That come-down no emotion, yeah, yeah
약 들어가니 현타가 오네

See, the whip ain't no regular body, the whip got a kit like BBL
봐, 이건 그냥 몸이 아니라고, 얘는 BBL처럼 스펙업을 했지

One digit on back of the truck and she's backin' it up, no CDL
트럭 뒤엔 한자리 숫자, 뒤로 가지, 보통면허는 필요없어

She with us, I say, "Who do you love?" And she tired of lust, I know she meant well
걔랑 있으면 난 누구를 사랑하냐 묻지만, 걘 욕정에 지쳤지, 좋은 뜻인건 알아

See the difference when you on this side, lil' baby, the truth ain't hard to tell
이 쪽에 있으면 차이를 알게 돼, 얘야, 진실을 말하기는 어렵지 않아

Chain on ice cream, can't melt, your nigga don't like me, oh, well
목걸이는 차갑지만 녹지는 않아, 니놈은 내가 싫겠지

Ain't no peace prize, Nobel, no more gang-gang, cartel
노벨 평화상 따위는 없어, 이젠 갱이 아니라 카르텔이지

Promise you it won't go well, shit get sticky, caramel
잘 안풀릴꺼야, 상황이 카라멜처럼 찐득거리지

Say your prayers, farewell, body color of pastel
작별 인사나 해, 몸은 파스텔 색이 될테니

Outro

Oyst'
롤렉스
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2.6. MM3

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MM3
SoFaygo


Intro

Mm, like I said, this shit forever

Believe that

Yeah

Chorus

Maison Margiela my shoes, Maison Margiela my— ayy (Bitch, bitch)

Saint Laurent my denim, Saint Laurent my swag (Brr)

Bitch, you can't keep up with 'em, that lil' nigga pop tag (Woo, bitch)

Yeah, you know a nigga got rocked, yeah, you know a nigga pop back (Okay, yeah)

I fell in love with the high (Yeah), I fell in love with the high (Bee, yeah)

You can't even look in my eye (Yeah), because you livin' a lie (Bitch)

I fell in love with the love (World), she fell in love with the life (Yeah)

Cartier came with two type (Two type), bitch, do you see what you like?

Verse 1

I know you been seen the hype, she wanna run and get right (Right)

You never wanna go back, know I treat you better, bae, please do not fight (Skrrt)

Tokyo Drift when I slide, I keep that hot shit on side (Blaow)

I live a wonderful life, bitch, you fucked, you tryna be sheisty (Fuck)

Is it 'cause I get fly like a byes? Is it 'cause of my nigga beside? (Bee)

Is it 'cause I've been out of my mind and I got all this sauce, and I don't even try?

Matter fact, I know Lord is my God (Yeah), and them racks gettin' bigger in size (Yeah)

When they tell me I'm never stop poppin', I just go and walk with that blue when I cry (Ho)

Verse 2

Huh, I got the wave, woah

Huh, I made that bitch lose control

Uh, MM3, all of my clothes

Uh, I'ma go Maison the toes (Huh)

I make 'em sweat at my shows (What?)

And they keep bite all my flows (Let's go)

I'm with the gang, right or wrong (Yeah)

Bitch, you know money get long (Skrrt)

Fuck with me, you know that I'm gone (Skrrt)

I wake up and get fly like a drone (Huh)

On the road, I've been barely at home (Huh, what?)

Fuck that bad bitch, I've been in that zone (Huh)

Stars align, man, I feel like I'm chosen (What?)

I don't got time to kick with you hoes (Yeah)

I'm on mine and don't give me no more (Yeah, yeah)

When it's time and I'm ready for war (Yeah, oh)
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2.7. VELOUR

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VELOUR
Don Toliver, Sheck Wes


Intro: Bun B & Don Toliver

Niggas, man, used to be over at Mack, Mackadell crib, man

Wet, with no electricity, windows open

Eatin' cereal out the box, slapbox

(Alright)

Refrain: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Alright)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Fuck it up, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Fuck it up, alright)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Fuck it up, yeah)

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Fuck it up, alright, woah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Chorus: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes

Let bodies dropped, I'm bored (Woah)

Got two hoes in the mornin' (Dos)

I'm plugged in like the cord

Bad hoes you can't afford (Woo)

This shit here, I abort (Yeah)

This why I'm still on tour (Bitch)

I hit it 'til it's sore (Bitch), I'm the leader of the board (Board)

I'm gettin' down in the core

Don't give no fuck about floor seats (Yeah)

Got cash and I want some more (Some more)

She soft like my velour

Verse: Sheck Wes

Holy moly, my bitch divine

She break the rules, I pay that fine (Yeah)

She got a Birk', then she one of mine (Bitch)

Ain't made the cut, you was movin' out of line

Switch up my hoes, can't waste no time

I'm a young nigga, gotta let me live life

Fir thirty-eight thousand, I'm fly, bitch (Woo)

Everything I touch like Midas (Let's go)

Just put gold on all my dimes (Bitch)

Hardstone psychos by my side (Ow)

Bitch, my dogs on wrong or right

With the mudboys, pour mud on ice (Yeah, woah)

I love a bitch that blow my mind, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Sheck-E gon' skeet, then I take flights, see me no more

Oh, oh (Yeah)

Refrain: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes

Yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Chorus: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes

Let bodies dropped, I'm bored (Let's go)

Got two hoes in the mornin' (Okay)

I'm plugged in like the cord (Yeah)

Bad hoes you can't afford (Yeah)

This shit here, I abort (Bitch)

This why I'm still on tour (Yeah, bitch)

I hit it 'til it's sore (Yeah), I'm the leader of the board (Board)

I'm gettin' down in the core

Don't give no fuck about floor seats (Yeah)

Got cash and I want some more (Some more)

She soft like my velour (Woo)

Refrain: Don Toliver

Alright (Woo)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Alright)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Outro: Don Toliver

Alright (Yeah)

Alright (Yeah)
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2.8. CONTEST

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CONTEST
Travis Scott, SoFaygo


Intro: Travis Scott

Yeah

Lotta shit on my conscience

Lotta shit on my conscience

Lotta shit on my conscience

Chorus: Travis Scott

I've been winnin' my whole life, it ain't no contest (Bitch)

Judgin' by your first impression, bitch, I'm not impressed (Bitch)

I don't do no second chances, you can try your best (Bitch)

If you know me, we do headshots, we don't try on vests (Bitch)

Ayy, bitch, I'm courtside, can hit the ref with a tech

Lambo door suicide, she get blessed if we mesh

Got your bitch mortified 'cause I left after sex

Man, that ho yours and mine, had to call gang, told him catch

Verse 1: Travis Scott

Bitch, I'm antisocial, don't be talkin' (Talkin')

You a target, spin your block and park it (Bah, yeah)

Sippin' all this codeine, don't be coughin' (Ugh)

Move with caution, coroner gon' chalk it (Straight up)

I been winnin' my whole life, it ain't no contest ('Test)

Judgin' by your first impression, bitch, I'm not impressed (Impressed)

My lil' fine shit bad as fuck, face, ass, breasts (Breasts)

I just paid a million for some shit I gotta test (Skrrt)

Yeah, I know they fiendin' still, but I got the fix

And you know it's never chill when I'm out the mix

We been runnin' lobbies, still floodin' out the pit

Puttin' this shit on, gettin' too real, my bitch takin' pics

I seen ghetto feed inspire stilettos, I'm tryna get my medal

Young Jacques out the Meadow, came up off of riddles

Tryna show my seed some little, epic dad he kin to

All my dogs are winners and they keep a fiddle

Chorus: Travis Scott

I've been winnin' my whole life, it ain't no contest

Judgin' by your first impression, bitch, I'm not impressed

I don't do no second chances, you can try your best

If you know me, we do headshots, we don't try on vests

I'm sittin' courtside, can hit the ref with a tech

Lambo door suicide, she get blessed if we mesh

Got your bitch mortified because I left after sex

Man, that ho yours and mine, had to call gang, told him catch

Interlude: SoFaygo

Woo (Catch)

Let's go (Catch), yeah

Woo (Catch), yeah

Yeah (Catch), let's go

Verse 2: SoFaygo

Ran up bands, it's not a contest

Couple bags, I ran up a check (Yeah, yeah, skrrt)

That's some shit that you gotta respect (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

We don't do the shit that you expect (Yeah)

Hop in the 'Rari, then I fuck up the street

Diamonds on fleek and my lil' bitch elite

When we pull up, we gon' make 'em retreat

We 'bout to go animal, 'bout to go beast

Uh, you know they take out the bank, huh

Fuck 'round and pop out a tank, yeah

You know my gas, it be dank, uh

I might just fuck 'round and blank (Woah)

I don't see nothin' but that pape', I gotta get it up (Yeah)

Told her, "As soon as I land, I need you to eat me up" (Yeah)

In this black truck, you can't see, I got the windows up (Yeah)

Told the driver hit the gas, I almost spilled my cup

Chorus: Travis Scott & SoFaygo

I've been winnin' my whole life, it ain't no contest

Judgin' by your first impression, bitch, I'm not impressed

I don't do no second chances, you can try your best

If you know me, we do headshots, we don't try on vests

I'm sittin' courtside, can hit the ref with a tech

Lambo door suicide, she get blessed if we mesh

Got your bitch mortified because I left after sex

Man, that ho yours and mine, had to call gang, told him catch

I've been winnin' all my life, it ain't no contest

Judgin' by your first impression, bitch, I'm not impressed

I don't do no second chances, you can try your best

If you know me, we do headshots, we don't try on vests

I'm sittin' courtside, can hit the ref with a tech

Lambo door suicide, she get blessed if we mesh

Got your bitch mortified because I left after sex

Man, that bitch yours and mine, had to call gang, told him catch

Chorus: Travis Scott

I've been winnin' my whole life, it ain't no contest

Judgin' by your first impression, bitch, I'm not impressed

I don't do no second chances, you can try your best

If you know me, we do headshots, we don't try on vests

I'm sittin' courtside, can hit the ref with a tech

Lambo door suicide, she get blessed if we mesh

Got your bitch mortified because I left after sex

Man, that ho yours and mine, had to call gang, told him catch
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2.9. ILMB (feat. Travis Scott)

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ILMB
Sheck Wes


Chorus: Sheck Wes

I love my bitch (Yeah)

I love my bitch, I love my bitch, I love my bitch

I love my bitch (Yeah), but we don't look at love the same (Bitch)

I love my bitch (I love my bitch), but do we look at love the same? (No)

I love my bitch (I love my bitch), but we don't look at love the same

Verse 1: Sheck Wes

She say I'm nonchalant (Nonchalant), I don't care and I don't change

You the one I want (The one I want), you ain't gotta call me names

I ain't gotta front, I got a gang of hoes like Flavor Flav (Yeah)

I ain't got my gun, my gangster bitch tote one every day (Bitch)

She roll up my blunts, heat up my meals, and watch me play 2K (Yeah)

She so in love (Love), say anything like nowadays (Yeah)

Chorus: Sheck Wes

I love my bitch (Bitch), but do we look at love the same?

I love my bitch (I love my bitch), I love my bitch (I love my bitch)

I love my bitch, I love my bitch, I love my bitch, I— (Yeah, bitch)

Verse 2: Sheck Wes

Who's by my side when I was on my lonely?

Who's on my side when I ain't see the homies?

Long live Gigi, long live Kobe

Gotta listen Chief Keef, I can't love no thotties (Yeah)

You be lovin' thotties that be **** everybody

Got a couple thotties poppin' pussy in the party (Bitch)

I be in the party getting higher than Bob Marley (Bitch)

I'll buy you a G-class, you buy me a 'Rari

I need me a rich bitch, sponsor me (Come sponsor me)

Fallin' out of love, gon' be a tragedy (Yeah)

Chorus: Sheck Wes & Travis Scott

I love my bitch (I love my bitch), but she get up on my nerves (Get up on my nerves, yeah)

I love my bitch (Bitch), I love her swag, I love her curves (Yeah)

I love my bitch (I love my bitch), she's never feelin' insecure (I love her, 'cure)

I love my bitch (Yeah), she love me back, I swear, I'm sure (Sure)

Like, I love my bitch (I love my bitch), I love my bitch (I love my bitch)

I love my bitch, I love my bitch, I love my bitch (Yeah, yeah)

I love my bitch (Bitch), I love my bitch (Yeah)

Verse 3: Travis Scott & Sheck Wes

And she give me all the love

Snuck Lil Uzi Vert (Woo) in her purse right in the club

Said, "I love you" first (Huh?), she said, "Only in God I trust"

To make the matters worse, I left them hundreds, fifties in them duff'

I asked a lot and still, you know my AP bitches keep the stuff

One thick like Georgia 'cause she moved to NY, think she know 'bout 'roughs (Mm)

Ask me about Brazil, thirty thousand, bitch, come get a dub, please

New in the town, my bitch, she brought some bitches, bad as hell

Shout out to college town who got sorority baddies down to rush

We took the hotel down, filled up with every baddie that I love (Oww)

She poppin' and tweakin', we listen, don't judge

I used to have my bitch (Yeah)

Then I left my bitch or my bitch left me (Ya dig?)

I'm gettin' too Boston Richey, can somebody help me? (Fuck)

The way I'm ballin', not a Oscar, need an ESPY (Bitch)

I think I love my bitch, I love my bitch, I—, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Chorus: Sheck Wes

I love my bitch (I love my bitch, yeah, bitch)

I love my bitch, I love my bitch, I love my bitch

I love my bitch (Yeah), but we don't look at love the same (Bitch)

I love my bitch (I love my bitch), but do we look at love the same? (No)

I love my bitch (I love my bitch), but the love, I swear, it changed (Yeah)

I love my bitch (I love my bitch), but she switched up for the fame

I love my bitch (I love my bitch), but I'm too real and she too fake (I love her)

I love my bitch, I love my bitch, I love my bitch, I love my bitch (Like yeah, bitch)

I love my bitch (Yeah, bitch)

Outro: Sheck Wes

(Oww) I love my bitch

I love my bitch, but do we look at love—?
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2.10. WHERE WAS YOU

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WHERE WAS YOU
Travis Scott, Playboi Carti, Future


Intro

You should've, you should've been there (Yeah)

You should've been there, my nigga (Right)

You should, you should've been there

'Cause if you who you say you, you are, then you should've been there

(Wake up, F1LTHY)

Chorus: Playboi Carti

Ooh, I started from the bottom, huh, I stretched the note, uh

Put a chain on my buddy 'cause he never told, ooh

Switch up on my ho, drive Aventador

I been fuckin' this ho all week, she damn near gave me her code

Flexin', took a jet to Mexico

Stop textin' 'cause I'm not tryna check my phone

I'm in LA and I got ten hoes in a model home

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Verse 1: Travis Scott

Cactus, Double-0, it's deeper than Air Force or Navy

All this brown and black around the bitch, but nothin' shady

Can you spin for me, baby? Talkin' 'bout one-eighty

Put her on a jet 'cause ain't no peace in that Mercedes

Shawty off the raw, in that game, she gon' have a ball

Fuck me good, you won't get a check, but you can meet the squad

Flight is booked, we gon' get in first, when we takin' off?

When you shoppin', they call you the mall 'cause you get 'em all

Where was you when we was on the floor and the rent was low?

Where was you when we was in the Mo and we had no more?

Where was you when I had to get low after shit got gold?

Got outta lock, went to Zona house, he was there for sure

Eighteen meetings in New York when I didn't have the dough

Where was you when Dozie took it for me? He was there for sure

Where was you when I needed the hard drives when I met with Hov?

Ask Bizzy, that nigga was busy even on parole

But came through, put it on Greyhound like he designed the road

Phase two, ten years later, he put Rovers on the road

Phase two, his lil' bro done topped it, now he the big bro

Out the bottom, really out the mud, really out the cold

(See Travis Scott Live)

(Get tickets as low as $58)

Chorus: Playboi Carti

Ooh, I started from the bottom, huh, I stretched the note, uh

Put a chain on my buddy 'cause he never told, ooh

Switch up on my ho, drive Aventador

I been fuckin' this ho all week, she damn near gave me her code

Flexin', took a jet to Mexico

Stop textin' 'cause I'm not tryna check my phone

I'm in LA and I got ten hoes in a model home

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Verse 2: Future & Travis Scott

(Woo, Pluto)

Bunch of rich niggas, ho chose up (Woah)

Flexin', space cadet, Jetson (Yeah, yeah)

I swapped her and her sister, I don't miss it (Woah)

She lesbian, her best friend, they textin' (Yeah)

I'll still fuck that ho if she catch me (Woah, woah)

Baguetties, give shorty a wedding (Yeah)

Finessin', long live Jugg King (Woah)

Started from the mud, started from the mud

Goin' to the club, I'ma make the money flood

Pourin' up the Tuss', pink lemon Crush

Drinkin' on the Texas, I done fell back in love

South of Francis (Woo), we go Monaco, on another planet

Fly her niece on a jet, we go Greece with the free

I got ten vibes with Trav, I got ten vibes with me

Ain't no regular car, this Bugatti a low-key

Party just like a rockstar in the middle of the sea

Party like a rockstar when we way overseas

Party like a rockstar when we out in European

Chorus: Playboi Carti

Ooh, I started from the bottom, huh, I stretched the note, uh

Put a chain on my buddy 'cause he never told, ooh

Switch up on my ho, drive Aventador

I been fuckin' this ho all week, she damn near gave me her code

Flexin', took a jet to Mexico

Stop textin' 'cause I'm not tryna check my phone

I'm in LA and I got ten hoes in a model home

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh
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2.11. NO COMMENTS

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NO COMMENTS
Don Toliver


Chorus: Don Toliver

This shit here ironic

I'm smokin' chronic

Pop one more, might vomit

Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh

Turn off your comments, uh (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, uh (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments (Woo)

This shit here ironic (Ironic)

I'm smokin' chronic (I'm smokin')

Pop one more, might vomit (Uh-huh)

Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh (Uh-huh)

Turn off your comments

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Verse: Don Toliver

I'm just tryna get to know you, bae

Put your legs on my shoulder, bae

Come in here closer, got more to say

You the main banker, made more today

Sold me a putz and I'm on the K

You had me up good, bet I owe you, bae

Yeah, I got somethin' I wanna show you, bae

You're doin' too much, better pump the brakes, ah

Oh, when the JACKBOYS runnin' up the stakes

We come in here to bop and rip up the place

And shawty, she a freak, wanna fuck my face

I'll tell you when I'm cummin', I'ma nut, okay?

Don't read those comments, they got nothin' to say

Don't read those comments, they got nothin' to say

They got nothin' to say

Chorus: Don Toliver

This shit here ironic

I'm smokin' chronic

Pop one more, might vomit

Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh

Turn off your comments, uh (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, uh (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments (Woo)

This shit here ironic (Ironic)

I'm smokin' chronic (I'm smokin')

Pop one more, might vomit (Uh-huh)

Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh (Uh-huh)

Turn off your comments

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Interlude

You're listening to JB2

This is my station, yeah

Outro: Bun B

So if you ain't parked or backed in, somebody beep, you have to pull over

Find a payphone, have some change

You know what I'm sayin'?

All that type of shit just to answer the call

That's the problem, like we was, we was makin' enough money, we had the ho

And we ain't have nobody to hit 'cause nobody else had them hoes

That's just bein' pimp
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2.12. BEEP BEEP

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BEEP BEEP
Travis Scott, SahBabii


Chorus: Travis Scott & SahBabii

Pop out, she creepin' (Pop out, she creepin')

Main bitch, she leavin' (Main bitch, she leavin', she goin')

Take six this evening (Take six this evening, yeah)

Big-booty bitch, I need it (Big-booty bitch, I need it)

Wake up, why you sleepin'? (Wake up, why you sleepin'?)

This phone is beepin' (This phone is beepin', beep, beep)

This phone is beepin' (This phone is beepin', beep, beep)

This phone is beepin

Verse 1: Travis Scott

Bro sellin' bricks from the cell, right out the cell, rockin' Margiel' (Yeah)

Drank got me movin' like a snail, ridin' through hell, tryna stay level (It's lit)

My bitch put it on well, walk in with a smell, thuggin' with the fellas

Rick Owens kit (Rick Owens kit), the floor, I sleep on (The floor, I sleep on)

The phonе is beepin' (Beepin'), she callin' to eat me (Eat me)

Enough, like Pinky, new chain, we should link (Ball and chain)

Blue hundreds, it's leanin' (Blue), stack it up, stinky (Straight up)

Ice her up, rinky (Rinky), put her on lingy (Lingo)

Put her in a Lam' or the Benz, is she slim or she thick? It depends

Look like it ride by itself with this tint (Alright)

We've been up four days in a row, how many more days until I'm a hit?

She sleepin' in my crib like she ain't got rent

Hold on, you hear how these chains is slappin' on my chest? (Woo)

Double C's switched in the verse

Got my name stitched in the braids

Went front door to the Met

But, no, no, ho, I ain't met

Put her front row at event

That's 'bout close you can get, yeah

Baby, these braids, not dreads

You can come through to the ends

We drink cool, it's rare

Chokin' on both for the chair

Had to fall through with a nine-piece (Icy)

Well overdue for affair (Yeah)

No need for makeup or underwear

'Cause I been locked in at the crib (Woo)

Chorus: Travis Scott & SahBabii

Pop out, she creepin' (Pop out, she creepin', pop it, pop it)

Main bitch, she leavin' (Leavin')

Huh, take six this evening (Woo, leave it)

Hmm, big-booty bitch, I need it (Big-booty bitch, I need it)

Wake up, why you sleepin'? (Wake up, why you sleepin'?)

This phone is beepin' (This phone is beepin', beep, beep, beep)

This phone is beepin' (This phone is beepin', beep, beep, beep)

Verse 2: SahBabii & Travis Scott

Phone on vibrate, make her legs vibrate

Fly them hoes out, make them hoes migrate

She shake that ass, the bag gon' gyrate

Water my neck, lil' bitch went dehydrated

I'm on her back like carbohydrates

In London with killers, totin' swords with my mates

Came out the trenches, bananas on K's

Fuck a hundred niggas gon' do with these apes?

Phone keep beepin', she twistin' her face

You know that we sneakin', girl, stay in your place

I got shawty geekin', the tentacle deep in

She ride, the bitch squeakin', put oil on her brakes

These bitch niggas speakin', my name in they mouth

Ain't gon' shower for days, now how my dick taste?

Rainbow diamonds, this shit on me blingin'

Stepped out of the jeweler, bought a gay parade (Woo, woo)

Chorus: Travis Scott & SahBabii

Pop out, she creepin' (Pop out, she creepin', pop it, pop it)

So bored at the house, she leavin'

Huh, take six this evening (Woo, leave it huh)

Got a ho in my kennel crossbreedin'

Wake up, why you sleepin'? (Wake up, why you sleepin'? Wake up)

This phone is beepin' (This phone is beepin')

Her phone is beepin'

This phone is beepin' (This phone is beepin')

Her phone is beepin'

Her phone is beepin' (Her phone is beepin', yeah, yeah)

Outro: Bun B

But that would be, Jamaica, Jamaica would be where you would go to really hear like

A lot of rap music and a lot of R&B, so, they, they play mainly dance music

Then they have they rap set

And then they go into reggae

And then they go back to, to the regular music and shit like that

That's as close as you can get to twerking
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2.13. PBT

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PBT
Travis Scott, Tyla, Vybz Kartel


Intro: Vybz Kartel

Vybz Kartel (Worl' Boss), huh

Yo, Trav

She's a good problem to have (Doh?)

I know

Verse 1: Travis Scott

Just what I deserve

You make my heart beat, too much work

Just to confirm it

You're like a problem I can't unlearn (Yeah)

Chorus: Travis Scott

You only call me up when your tank is on E

You get low and come and fill up on me

Just rock yuh bumper and put it pon me, uh

Lord forgive, I know you workin' on me

She take my feelings and turn 'em on me

Turn my head and she's turnin' on me (Damn)

Refrain: Travis Scott

Well, it's that pretty brown round thing

You should be mine, you should get a ring

You know I'll five-star entertain

Baby, just tell me you feel the same

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm

My baby was outside all summer

No dry drinks, my eyes ain't runnin

Like that water, yeah, the money's still runnin

Chorus: Travis Scott

Oh, you only call me up when your tank is on E

You get low and come fill up on me

Just rock yuh bumper and put it pon me, uh

Lord forgive, I know you workin' on me

She take my feelings and turn 'em on me

I turn my head and she turnin' on me

Verse 2: Tyla

You've been outside, so why you on me? (Why you on me?)

Afterparty 'cause we ain't concrete

Reminiscing, you thinkin' 'bout me ('Bout me)

You're on my mind last summer

Only one time last summer, ayy

You want me back, don't wanna

Use that Yellow Page, search my number

You know I got the work, you tryna pull up to the 'Burg

You see a herd and now you tryna make it work

You wanna splurge? I'll send you pictures of a purse

A lesson learned, no identifying first

Should've never played with her

Refrain: Travis Scott

Well, it's that pretty brown round thing

You should be mine, you should get a ring

You know I'll five-star entertain

Baby, just tell me you feel the same

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm

My baby was outside all summer

No dry drinks, my eyes ain't runnin

Like that water, yeah, the money's still runnin

Chorus: Travis Scott & Vybz Kartel

Oh, you only call me up when your tank is on E

You get low and come fill up on me

Just rock yuh bumper and put it pon me, uh

Lord forgive, I know you workin' on me

She take my feelings and turn 'em on me

I turn my head and she turnin' on me (Wine, wine, wine)

Verse 3: Vybz Kartel

Ayy, baby, roll yuh bumper

Yuh nuh lazy, yuh do it quicka dan a gunshot

Fly yuh to Miami, mek yuh get yuh body sculpture

'Memba seh mi rich, mi full a style, GQ

Call mi every time yuh need revenue

When di money done, mi know what you gon' do

Louis V by Saks, then we stop a Jimmy Choo

Yuh love the life, nothin' ain't free

Gyal, rock yuh bumper and put it pon me

Gi' yuh di love weh take yuh over di moon

Walkin' on stars like Hollywood

Just like a virgin, yuh kitty tight, eeh

Gyal, mi mek up mi mind, a you a mi wifey

Refrain: Travis Scott

Well, it's that pretty brown round thing

You should be mine, you should get a ring

You know I'll five-star entertain

Baby, just tell me you feel the same

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm

My baby was outside all summer

No dry drinks, my eyes ain't runnin

Like that water, yeah, the money's still runnin

Chorus: Travis Scott

Oh, you only call me up when your tank is on E

You get low and come fill up on me

Just rock yuh bumper and put it pon me, uh

Lord forgive, I know you workin' on me

She take my feelings and turn 'em on me

I turn my head and she turnin' on me
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2.14. SHYNE

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SHYNE
Travis Scott, GloRilla


Intro: Travis Scott, Bun B & Vybz Kartel

First time I went to Memphis

They had, it was a two-story club that only the downstairs was open, we lookin' down and it was a moshpit (Yeah)

Vybz Kartel ah talk

Remember we ah rep fi Cactus Jack

'Member some bwoy work

Ah we run di bomboclaat block

Shyne, Shyne

Shyne, what? What?

Mm, what?

Ayy, ayy

Shyne, what? Shyne, what? Shyne, ayy

Shyne, what? Ah

Ayy

Woo

Verse 1: Travis Scott

I done lost some Flintstones makin' bed rock (Bed rock)

At the shared block (Block), not the Fairmont ('Mont)

Took some Dade County hoes to the Caribbean

And they twins and they thicker than the Clermonts (Thicker)

On a John Deere tractor, playin' head hunt (Skrrt, skrrt)

Tom Cruise, fuck your couch, I do my own stunts (Uh)

Three 6, a Gangsta Boo, she took a whole blunt (It's lit)

This is that type of party, ayy (Party)

Ayy, hold up them Rollies and them Cartiers (Carti)

I still think a bustdown flyer, though I bought it plain (Flyer)

On this side, it's never dry, though it barely rains (Dry)

I be lookin' at the flames like we can do some things (It's lit)

Burn, baby (Burn), burn (Burn), DJ table turns (Burn)

You see them blunts in the ashtray, that's every opp we earned (Yeah)

Ass fat, ain't got no panties, I ain't got no words (Nah)

Gullwing Mercedes-Benz way I switch and swerve (Skrrt)

Chorus: Travis Scott & GloRilla

Woah

Woah

Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it

Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, woah

Swing

Woah

Woah

Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it (GloRilla)

Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, woah (On the gang, gang)

Swing (On the, on the gang)

Verse 2: GloRilla & Travis Scott

Got booked overseas for a nice-ass fee, need some D, so I had to go to Canada first

He nutted, I swallowed them kids so fast, had to fuck around, put out an Amber Alert

It's 5 a.m., bitch, I'm up in the gym, but a lazy-ass ho would discredit my work (The fuck?)

Word on the street I'm the bitch with the heat, you wouldn't even believe what I charge for a verse (Woah)

Workin' hard, I'm grindin' (Hey), diamonds hittin', I'm shinin' (Hoo)

Gangster bitch for real, these hoes be on these beats just rhymin' (Weak ass)

All my, all my opps be dyin' (Yup), all my friends be lyin' (For sure)

Havin' flashbacks when I was just ridin' that dick, damn near had forgot I was drivin' (Damn)

Don't ask me 'bout no ho I used to fuck with, I ain't got nothin' to say

My only regret is bein' too young to fuck Matthew McConaughey (On the gang, huh)

Yeah, bitch, Matthew McConaughey

Chorus: Travis Scott, Travis Scott & GloRilla

Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, huh

Woah

Woah

Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it

Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, woah

Swing

Woah

Woah

Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it

Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, woah

Swing (Ooh)
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2.15. OUTSIDE

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OUTSIDE
Travis Scott, Youngboy Never Broke Again


Intro: Travis Scott, Bun B & BBYKOBE

Security guard come in the dressing room with the pistol

Close the door, "Ayy, y'all niggas alright?"

"Alright, don't leave this motherfucker," and go right back out with the pistol, I say, "Man"

Say, sir

Say, sir

Yeah

Chorus: Travis Scott & BBYKOBE

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir, woo)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir)

She came through just for a vibe (Say, sir)

I fucked 'em two at a time (Say, sir)

Lil' fye, she got that fire (Say, sir)

Put Cactus on that spine, yeah (Say, sir)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir)

She came through just for a vibe (Say, sir)

I fucked 'em two at a time

Lil' fye, she got that fire (Say, sir)

I'm thinkin' 'bout makin' her mine (Yeah, say, sir)

Verse 1: Travis Scott & BBYKOBE

She tryna go down to the Yams (Say, sir), she wanna go trip on a yacht (Say, sir)

For the day, I made her my wife, I got her up eatin' this Jacques (Say, sir)

The molly make her freestyle (Say, sir), she comin' right off of the top (Say, sir)

Make money and get faded (Say, sir), all summer, I'm hoggin' the block, huh, ho (Say, sir)

I don't even think the molly hittin', woah-oh

I just seen her kissin' on her sister, oh, no

Stupid nigga thought the bitch was different, you a joke

I just watched her take my whole dick up in her— (Woo)

Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again

I got your ho, she outside with the gangsters

I got the ho, she screamin' I'm fire

I got that ho on the drank and I'm rollin'

I got that ho and I'm holdin' a 9

We got them sticks in the truck, it's a V

I'm holdin' them millions, I come from the streets

Stuffin' my weed in the seat

Take a seat, I'ma pop it, just tell 'em come see

I'ma drop it wherever he at, we gon' see

'Til I got her on side me, on Florida, I fuck with lil' mami

Tell the bitch to pull up on a ho, set a timer

Bitch just do what I say, I'ma flood her with diamonds

Turn her up with my designer, she ready to kick it, I hit the ignition

I tell her sign for that fire and I know she gon' get it, I should buy her a Bentley

I'm still in the back of the 'Bach with my pole and I'm burnin' reefer, now go pick up your ho

From seventy-three hours on lockdown, I come from the back to them racks, time to get me some more

Crack the seal on the pint, boy, it is what it ain't

Check the watch, bought this bitch to make sure I don't sink

In the street with your ho headed straight to the bank

You don't know where to find it, you know what to think, I done got your lil' bitch—

Chorus: Travis Scott & BBYKOBE

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir, woo)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir, yeah)

She came through just for a vibe

I fucked 'em two at a time (Yeah)

Lil' fye, she got that fire

Put Cactus on that spine, yeah (Yeah)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir, yeah)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir, yeah)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir, yeah)

Got your lil' bitch outside (Say, sir)

She came through just for a vibe (Woah)

I fucked 'em two at a time (Time)

Lil' fye, she got that fire

Yeah
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2.16. CANT STOP

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CANT STOP
Don Toliver


Intro: Molly Santana

Yeah, yeah

Verse 1: Don Toliver & Future

I just dropped my top, yeah (Yeah)

I can't stop (Cannot stop this shit)

Don't ask 'bout my fit, it cost a lot, yeah

I cannot stand out, I'm standing in, you know where I'm at (I can not stand)

Ever since I came in, I just put my top down

Okay, gettin' jaded, but I can't feel my face now (Pluto)

Hop right in and leave (Yeah), in the suicide, can't see 'em (Yeah)

I'll be fine, baby, I don't need you

No lie, baby, you a freak too, yeah

Refrain: Don Toliver & Future

All in (Ooh), all in (Ooh)

I'm just '42 sippin' (Yeah, ooh)

I can drown in it (Ooh, know I can)

All in (Ooh), all in (Ooh)

I'm just '42 sippin' (Ooh, you know how we comin')

I can drown in it (Ooh)

Chorus: Future

Drankin' on codeine and went to the top (Oh yeah)

It's diamonds in my watch and I can't see the clock (Oh yeah)

Pull up in foreigns, I'm droppin' the top (Oh yeah)

Turn up my savages, word to Allah

Turn up my shooters, it ain't no more robbin' (Turn up my shooters, oh yеah)

Lil' bitty poodle niggas ain't no problem (Oh yeah)

She wanted a poodle, it cost me twenty thousand (Oh yeah)

Fresh in the photo, but didn't need a stylist

Verse 2: Wallie the Sensei & Future

I'm Wallie the Sensei (Oh, oh)

Took his bitch on the weekend, he ain't get her back 'til Wednesday

And I got a problem with spendin' too much money, that's what my friends say (Freebandz, that's what my friends say)

Pulled up in a '23 drop-top, woah

Bad bitch, ass out in a crop-top, yeah

I ain't even ate and I'm still shittin'

I won't make her my bitch, but I'm still hittin'

Fuckin' on queens, but I ain't from Great Britain

I'm all in her stomach, I ain't fittin'

That bitch told me, "Slow down," but I ain't listen

They be like, "You a king, you need to slow down," I'm drinkin' that lean, I'm still sippin'

Chorus: Future & Wallie The Sensei

Drankin' on codeine and went to the top (I drop my top)

It's diamonds in my watch and I can't see the clock (Oh yeah)

Pull up in foreigns, I'm droppin' the top (Oh yeah)

Turn up my savages, word to Allah (Oh yeah)

Turn up my shooters, it ain't no more robbin' (Oh yeah)

Lil' bitty poodle niggas ain't no problem (Oh yeah)

She wanted a poodle, it cost me twenty thousand (Oh yeah)

Fresh in the photo, but didn't need a stylist

Refrain: Don Toliver

(Ooh) All in (Ooh)

I'm just '42 sippin' (Ooh)

I can drown in it (Ooh)

All in (Ooh), all in (Ooh)

I'm just '42 sippin' (Ooh)

I can drown in it (Ooh)
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2.17. FLORIDA FLOW

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FLORIDA FLOW
Travis Scott, Kodak Black


Intro: Bun B

Like Miami, Miami

They early days, they used to speed niggas' shit up (Yeah, mm, for real)

The way we slowed shit down, Ghetto Style DJs used to speed that shit up (Mhm)

Verse 1: Travis Scott

I had to swang up out these streets to get my life (I had to swang)

I had to get that check before three stripes, behind these walls

Done made phone calls that do more wrong, I'm tryna get right (Tryna get right, yeah)

I pour the Wock' up for it, these niggas jockin', boy (These niggas jock, yeah)

I got the cash and reinvested in my dreams (Cash)

A new Chanel bag, I gave her Chanel swag (Gave her Chanel)

Two-tone Birkin, that shit smirkin', it end up workin' (She smirkin')

When it's time, she spread them cheeks, she hold my fire (Spread that woah)

Up in the club, I'm totin' that iron, I'm totin' that iron (Totin' that pole)

I need a boss, a bad lil' baby who go and ride (That ride)

I'm in the Chi with racks and the lean, can't feel with the fire (Work with the fire)

I don't do Don, I don't do 'Migos, don't do friends (Talkin' that drank)

Gotta put more in her pony, then fuck me and take off my hands (That way)

I took her to Houston, I got the head in back of the Benz (That way)

TRX, we back of the country shootin' it out (Phew-phew-phew)

This is that Cali flow, this is that Florida flow (This is that woah)

They look at my necklace, still tryna wonder where all the water go (That glow)

She spreadin' her legs right on the bed, she givin' a water show (Let's go)

Splash (Splash), splash (Splash), splash (Splash)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Verse 2: Travis Scott & Kodak Black

Okay (Okay), yeah, yeah, yeah

She move to Florida, straight from the border, she got a crib right there on Biscayne (Ski)

I do the tour, she do decor, pile on the floors, for us, we just sip things (Yeah)

I know that's a couch, but way that ass sit, nobody here want that ass sittin' (Free)

RG pull up like it's a victim, 1B, 2B, walk through the entrance (Racks)

I walked in with something important, you would've sworn that a nigga imported ('Ported)

G, remember that truck we rode 'round town for months? (G)

2234, thought it was oceans, before all the love was lust (It's lit)

Before all the chains was crushed, before all the rings and Range was plush (Plush)

Whole lot of stains and must, the grind, it still remain with us (Stains)

Didn't wanna blame the bus, adjust ten toes, in God, we trust (Yeah)

Sunny side dangerous, a dollar bill wouldn't change me up (Side)

Snatchin' my Wranglers up, I made one call, they wrangle her (Slide)

I need some water, took her a charter, headed to Florida (Let's ride)

Yeah, yeah (Let's go)

You quarter, made you a water, warrior (Yeah)

Verse 3: Kodak Black

I snatched me a Barbie, we lived on an RV bus for like four whole months

Introduced her to molly, but she say she already knew bruh long before us

Anything move, your boy's first to shoot it, I don't care who it was

Come get your boo, she down, she up, she drippin' up gooey stuff

Kickin' shit, Bruce Lee stunt, that's a whole lot of meth in a LooseLeaf, blood

If I'm that nigga, imagine how Jesus was, in Z's we trust

I don't wanna live too long, too old, but I don't wanna die this young

All I know is if 'trol pull us over, this bitch better hide this gun

Pompano, 561, Miami, 305, we all the way live

I'm a coldblooded man, I mean everything I said, nigga, I ain't gotta look you in your eyes

Somebody call Keem FaceTime, say we goin' on tour with Travis Scott

My jit just turned ten, I bought him a crib, when he walked in, his eyes, he cried

Could be a brave nigga in the grave, nigga, stop sayin', I ain't gotta put fear in you guys

Point blank, period, send him the dot, it's me in the candy-paint yacht outside

Hit Kendall up, said she like Popeyes, do a two-man dinner with Kylie Jenner

The Sunshine State, the Gunshine State

From Florida, the symbol look like a pistol (Like a pistol)

Bridge: Travis Scott

Drop heat, fuck, spark the reefer

Start the key up, spot, geek truck

Plug FIFA, hot, sweet spot

Quiet, keep smoke

Smoke each spot, chrome, keep strong

Chrome keeper, blunt heat, fuck

Strong peak, woah, Florida heat, woah

Florida heat, woah, Florida heat, woah

Florida heat, woah, spot speech, woah

Drop the heat, woah, squad keep up

Drive a pink truck, try to keep up

Hot, heat, water, Florida heat, hot

Water

Outro

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
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3. 평가

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2.01 / 5.00

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트래비스 스캇 레이블 쇼케이스 시리즈의 후속작은 주목받기 위해 고군분투하는 곤경에 처한 아티스트 집단에게 생존 신고 이상의 의미를 지니지 못하며, 그들을 돕기 위해 거의 아무것도 하지 않는 레이블 사장의 모습을 부각시키고 있다.

잭보이즈 2의 존재 의미는 무엇인가? 가장 냉소적인 해석은 이 작품이 '트래비스 스캇 feat...' 프로젝트로 존재한다는 것이다. 하모니 코린이 단편 영화를 또 만들 기회를 주고, 트래비스가 또 다른 굿즈 패키지를 팔아치우게 하려는 목적으로만 기획된 것이다. 하지만 휴스턴 출신 슈퍼스타가 긍정적인 기여를 하는 순간이 드물다는 사실(“Shyne”에서 글로릴라의 난폭한 에너지에 진지하게 맞서는 모습과 “Beep Beep”에서 사바비에게 공을 넘기는 장면)을 고려하면, 이 해석은 충분한 답이 되지 못한다. 칵터스 잭 레코드의 아티스트들을 선보이는 것도 우선순위가 아닌 듯해, 트래비스가 톨리버와 그가 잘 다져놓은 틈새 시장을 제외하면 누구의 프로필도 끌어올릴 능력이 있는지 의문이 들게 한다.


앨범의 대체적인 평가는 부정적인 평가가 지배적이다. 기존 트래비스 스캇의 스타일을 좋아하던 팬들에게는 좋게 평가될 수 있고 프로덕션 또한 괜찮은 앨범이지만, 실질적으로 앨범 자체의 내용은 비슷한 사운드가 반복되어 창작력이 부족해 비판받을 가능성이 있다라는 의견이 존재한다. 그리고 트랙의 수도 전작에 비해 10곡이나 늘어난 17곡이라서 러닝타임이 상당히 길지만 전체적으로 곡들이 무난하고 비슷비슷하다는 인상을 준다. 그러면서 명확한 임팩트 있는 트랙도 부족해서 뒤로 갈수록 특색도 없고 지루해진다는 의견이 대부분이다.

정리하자면, 부정적인 평가는 앨범이 기대에 못 미치고, 창의성이 부족하다는 점에 초점을 맞추며, 긍정적인 평가는 프로덕션과 일부 트랙들의 완성도를 높이 평가한다. 하지만 좋은 트랙이 많은 만큼 애매하거나 별로인 트랙들도 너무 많다는 점이 비판받는다.[12] 현재 첫 번째 컴필레이션 앨범인 JACKBOYS보다 Rate Your MusicAlbum of the Year에서 평가 점수가 낮게 나오는 중이다. 평소 스캇에 평가가 박했던 피치포크는 4.8점이라는 커리어 사상 최하 점수를 주었고, 스캇에 대체로 긍정적이었던 앤서니 판타노는 Light 2라는 매우 낮은 점수를 주며 크게 혹평했다.

4. 성적

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I'm The Problem
Morgan Wallen
JACKBOYS 2
JACK BOYS & Travis Scott
(1주)
DON'T TAP THE GLASS
Tyler, The Creator
앨범 발매 이틀 전에 나온 저스틴 비버SWAG을 제치고, 발매 당일에 애플 뮤직 앨범 차트 1위를 차지했을[13] 정도로 스트리밍 파워는 강력했다. 컴필레이션 앨범임에도 초동 253,000장으로 무려 4년 만에 컴백한 저스틴 비버를 제치고 빌보드 200 1위로 데뷔한다.[14]

5. 앨범 아트

트래비스 스캇이 SNS를 통해서 공개한 앨범 아트들이다. 앨범 발매에서 이 커버 중 하나가 앨범 아트로 사용될 것으로 예상되었으나, 실제 앨범 발매에서는 이 앨범 아트들이 사용되지는 않았고, 바이닐 커버로만 사용되었다.

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6. 여담

4번 트랙 KICK OUT에서 21 새비지의 애드립 부분이 일부 삭제되었다.

7. 관련 문서


[1] 구찌 메인이 세운 레이블이다.[2] UTOPIA앨범의 11번 트랙 TOPIA TWINS를 이용한 가사이다.[3] 푸샤 티에 대한 디스다.[4] 마이애미의 스트립 클럽 이름이다.[5] 패션 디자이너, 트래비스 스캇과 협업한적도 있으며, 칸예 사촌이기도 하다.[6] 칸예 웨스트빅 션이 2011년 합작해 낸 노래. 여담이지만 칸예는 이 곡에서 동양인 인종차별 벌스를 쓴 적 있다.[7] 동명의 배우가 11년간 진행했던 미국의 토크쇼.[8] 미국의 이탈리아 요리 프렌차이즈.[9] 라커펠라 부회장, 사무실에 금색 소파가 있었던 걸로 유명했다.[10] 그녀의 노래 Jenny From The Block을 이용한 가사이다.[11] 여기서는 휴스턴을 지칭한다.[12] 대표적으로 SHYNE은 뜬금없는 애드립이 밈이 될 정도로 혹평받고 있는데, 레퍼런스라고는 하지만 그 점을 감안해도 너무 과하다.[13] 그 후에 다시 SWAG가 1위를 차지하긴 했다.[14] 이로 인해 저스틴 비버는 데뷔 이후 처음으로 정규 앨범 1위 진입에 실패했다.