Travis Scott - MELTDOWN (Lyrics)

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♫ Travis Scott - MELTDOWN

• Travis Scott •

(Lyrics):
[Part I]

[Intro: Drake]
Yeah
Tensions is definitely rising
T'd up right now
T time, T time
T time, T time, T time

[Verse 1: Drake]
Teatime like I got a cup of this shit
Tee time like golf at a quarter to six
I'd love to fuck on a regular bitch
Famous hoes lame but they stay on my dick
Heard your new joint, it's embarrassing, shit
You talk to the cops on some therapist shit
You act like you love this American shit
But, really, the truth is you scared of the 6
Yeah, you scared of the 6
Yeah, you scared of the 6
Your bodyguard put in some work on a fluke
Now you wanna go and inherit that shit
Don't talk to the boy 'bout comparisons, shit
Or come to the boy on some arrogant shit
The weapons we got are some terrorist shit
Like TV producers we, grr, we airing this shit
She askin' for bread for her parents and shit
I told her, "I don't got no cash", and she said she could wait on a rack, on some Arabic shit
I pull out a million and stare at the shit
My dick just got hard 'cause a wire just hit
My schedule is out, come spin us, for real
Man, fuck all that spinnin' the narrative shit
I melt down the chains that I bought from yo' boss
Give a fuck about all of that heritage shit
Since V not around, the members done hung up the Louis, they not even wearing that shit
Don't come to the boy 'bout repairing some shit
Don't come to the boy about sparing some shit
You lucky that Vogue was suing, 'cause I would've been with the Wassas in Paris and shit

[Part II]

[Segue]
(I-I—)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Is you fuckin' crazy? Is you fuckin' crazy? (Ah)
And they scared of the seven (Seven)
After one-three then we turn up eleven (Yeah)
Keep this shit open like 7-Eleven (It's lit)
Me at the house, I got seven in heaven
They think I'm satanic, I keep me a reverend
Lil' shawty a therapist, poppin' her shit
She inching my way and she started confessing
I know what's at stake, I'm screamin', "Free Jeffery"
Connect collect calls right off of the celly
Gave her the blues, not talkin' 'bout belly
Don't keep it sincere, I go Makaveli
I got the juice, now it's heavy (Juice)
Always on t-time, been ready (T, ah), yeah
Is you fucking crazy? Is you f— (Yeah, stoned, let's go)
Wrappin' the cheese, wrap around me 'cause I've got property (Wrap, cheese, wrap)
Chocolate AP and chocolate the Vs (Vs), got the Willy Wonka factory (Vs)
Burn a athlete like it's calories, find another flame hot as me, bitch

[Part III]
[Segue: Travis Scott]
(Ooh)

[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
Yeah, is you fucking crazy? (Nah)
Is you fucking crazy? (What?)
Is you fucking crazy? (Nah, nah)
Is you fucking crazy? Uh
Is you fucking crazy? Uh
Is you fuckin'—
Is you fuckin'—
Is you fucking crazy?

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
How many Texas boys done ran it up? A couple, maybe (Couple, maybe)
Swanging in the pickup truck, baby, fuck Mercedes (Fuck Mercedes)
I'll fuck a nigga bitch but she can't have the baby (Have the baby)
I'll shoot your ass in Walmart like I'm DaBaby (In Walmart)
The boy going Lionel Messi, I go Tom Brady (Woo)
Used to wear the bust down back in my old days (Woo)
Now I let the chains hang, you gotta tuck yours maybe (Tuck it, tuck it)
Niggas talkin' Scarface, I'm that in real life (Ooh)
Is you fucking crazy or what? Is you fucking crazy? (Fuckin' crazy)
Man, the club ain't been the same since we lost Mercedes (Straight up)
Man, the clique ain't been the same since they lost the greatest (Nah, nah, nah)
We outside with the army, so you need the—, uh-uh
Them boys rollin' all brown like they whippin' gravy
Make a circus outside like it's Barnum's Bailey (It's lit)
Blickey hanging on my side, it's like it's really banging (Blickey, blickey, blickey)
She move her panties to the side, she want it raw when faded (Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Is you fucking crazy? Uh
Is you fucking crazy? Uh
Is you fucking crazy or what?
Is you fucking crazy? Yeah
Is you fucking crazy or what?
Is you fuckin'—
Is you fuckin'—
Is you fucking crazy?

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Teatime like I got a cup of this shit
Chocolate AP and chocolate the Vs got the Willy Wonka factory
Burn a athlete like it's calories find another flame hot as me bitch
Yeah is you fucking crazy?
Is you fucking crazy?
Is you fuckin’
Meltdown

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2:32 travis really knows how to do beat changes

davidmpinga
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Best edit to ever exist goes to you Sir

DuckWizard-pbtm
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Just the amount of time i heard shit in this song-🗿👍🏻

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WE MAKING IT OUT OF THE STUDIO WITH THIS ONE 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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After half decades the lyricism is back best been in the track of album Utopia 💯🇮🇳🆒 lyrics were on chords point ☝️

manavtyagi
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mfw drake actually tries on everything except his own albums

phantom
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Need round 2 with Pusha...we airin the shit!!!

lilspoogyfuego
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0:34 "you scared of the 6" 3x??

theshow
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People who is here for.. listening about Timothee..😂😂😂

vivekdk
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I swear rappers just say random words that rhyme and add a sick beat in the background

Olenkiko
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I feels bad Hiphop with bad words, it not gives good vibes 😢

RandomMGyt
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#2011 recording anything from Travis Scott is from 2011 to demonstrate having a good time was with him 🎉🎉 rebels

Joshuah
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Um.. I just got this song from my male friend because he send it to me but...I don't know why.😅😅

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