Текст песни Old English - Travis Scott , King Chip

Tonight we live our lives
Im going to take you to heaven tonight
Dum Da Da Dum Da Dum Da Dum
Dum Da Da Dum Da Dum Da Dum

Fresher than a bitch with the ratchet on me
Just case it get a little ratchet homie
Roll something up then pass it to me
King Chip so cold, bitch has to know me
Know a nigga, all I know it's nothin' mayne
Eatin' pretty good while you lunchin' mayne
Leather seat back so my nuts can hang
Don't talk me to death
Nigga fuck your name (Shut the fuck up)
Know a nigga in this bitch stuntin' on them
Brand new tech I'm huntin homie
When I'm in my zone, give a fuck who know me
Bitch ass niggas got nothin' on me
Know a niggas livin' like im supposed to though
Every lane on the freeway???
Hitting doughnuts in the middle of Melrose
Nigga black on black...

(Holy father, please wash my sins)
(The holy grail has fallen over)

Tell me how I look
Got pharaoh blood in my DNA
Chardonnay, let it marinate
Paris hill sippin' Perrier
Go go Scott no Gaga
Might fuck around and just poke her face
Running red lights, you scurred?
Might fuck around and just swerve
(Wait, shut the fuck up), hallelujah
Bow down when I walk in this bitch
Ho remember that
That was just a modeling chick
9 bitches now wanna go
And tell their bitch screaming hot
Fucking with the double x why'd you do it
Leave you hanging watch your momma mop the fluid
Now your casket close, screaming hallelujah