Travis Scott - Birds in the Trap -INSTRUMENTAL- [Reprod by Malcom Heavy]

All credits and rights for the original works of which this is a derivative of 'Birds in the Trap' 'The End' and 'Way Back' are reserved for and to Jacques (Travis Scott) Webster, and Epic Records.

[ccmireonthebeat]

Man this visualizer actually lets you see how the beat is mixed, thats dope af, wish more people made vids like this lol

[tonymontana]

1:39 been searching for this, thank you

[MCP-MatthewFehr]

Bro you absolutely killed this good job you got my sub!

[shoelessgaming]

bro this is like spot on 🔥 would you be able to make a tutorial on how you made it

[jayb]

I run the land wit no gun in my hand just a pad and a pen. bitch im at it again

[southernwhitekid]

Yo idk if you still active on this account, but I’m looking to use this beat for a mixtape. What would it take to get the rights?

[Jollynescu]

can i use this song to make some shorts ?

[maeryanko]

boy
Woah, yeah boy
Woah, yeah boy
I no wet no more
I need fake niggas to get way back
James Harden with the range on me nigga way back
Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back
I can't get no rest (We in the house)
I fall asleep with a Tec (Rack)
Stashin' all the pills in my desk (Rack)
Wearin' every chain on my neck (We in the house)
I can't get no rest (Come on)
I ride around with a Tec (Champ)
Stashin' all the pills in my desk (Champ)
Wearin' every chain on my neck (Go crazy on 'em)
Woah, wait
It's summer time, why they tryna throw shade?
All these wins I can never go state (Yeah)
UFC I'm tapping to my old ways (Alright)
I'm addressing shit like I'm on ways
Showed ya love, ain't show it back in OK
Like the girl that she go both ways
Dropped the Rodeo, I dodged a bull like olé
Hopped in the Bronco, skrrt off like OJ (Yeah)
Flew with that sound, nigga, got that Coldplay
I be (yeah) makin' mils, made it to a hobbie (It's lit!)
Don't bring that to the crib, keep that in the lobby
You never seen the city unless you land at Hobby
I'm so loaded off the pills, so don't ever try me
So if you see me solo dolo, you know what that mean
I need fake niggas to get way back
James Harden with the range on me nigga way back
Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back
I can't get no rest (We in the house)
I fall asleep with a Tec (Rack)
If I take a sip, take the rest
Wearin' every chain on my neck (We in the house)
I can't get no rest (Come on)
I ride around with a Tec (Champ)
Stashin' all the pills in my desk (Champ)
Wearin' every chain on my neck (Go crazy on 'em)
(We in the house)
Little boy, don't believe what's on your TV
Little boy, don't you sit close to your TV
Little boy, seeing is believing
Little boy, little boy (Yeah)
Would it be unlawful (Yeah)
To spend a Sunday moon in a brothel
And share pics from the camera
But they'll be quick to turn that into a scandal
I'm down in the meadows
Slidin' down the waterfall, creep to the ghetto
Need my Rio de Janeiro
And I'm swimmin' out that bitch
Michael Phelps with the medals
So visit me (Yeah)
I just built a castle deep (Yeah-yeah)
In them trees (Yeah)
That's how I get them Backwoods free (Yeah-yeah)
This right here some savagery (Yeah-yeah)
Bend it back fom me (Yeah-yeah)
Way-way back for me (Yeah-yeah)
Way-way back for me
Way-way back for me
Way-way back for me