[Part I]
[Intro: Future]
Bandana wrapped-wrapped 'round your head
The bandana wrapped 'round your head
Fuck niggas, they scared (Fuck niggas)
Ain't nobody triller than me
Ain't nobody triller than Scott
Ain't nobody trill, man, I'm takin' they spot (I'm takin' they spot)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Refrain]
I been trill, I been trill, I been trill (Been-been-been trill)
I-I-I-I been trill, I been trill, I been trill (Trill shit, trill shit)
I been trill, I been trill, I been trill (Been-been-been trill)
I-I-I-I been trill, I been trill, I been trill (Trill shit, trill shit)
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Sundays in the city movin' slow
Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat
Only-only-only real niggas keep you float (Keep you float)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know (I know)
[Verse 1: Kanye West & Travis Scott]
(Sundays in the city movin' slow)
Since the truth keep niggas traumatized (Only real niggas keep it float)
They tryna compromise my condom size (Only trill niggas I know)
So I Snapchat that whole shit (Only trill niggas I know)
Tryna see titties, tryna show dick
And I swear to God I hope they post it
I'm blessed
Even though I get slammed with lawsuits like car doors
See three P.O.'s like Star Wars
They want me by the road holding up cardboard
So I go extra hard on the hard floor
Right now, I'm calling you from my home gym
Right after that, nigga, I'm gon' swim
Just did a couple laps in my home pool
And my daughter right there getting home-schooled
I'm blessed
And the hallway looking like a monastery, oh yes
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Sundays in the city movin' slow
Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat
Only-only-only real niggas keep you float (Keep you float)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know (I know)
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
(Sundays in the city movin' slow)
Ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it (Yeah)
(Only real niggas keep you float)
Painkillers, ain't got back pain, know you gotta love it (Yeah)
Tings out in NY, they in my hallways, I got a lobby of 'em (Only trill niggas I know)
Up and down with Chase, Monday nights, we made a hobby of it (Movin' slow)
Still down with the same dogs, man, they never loved us
(Only real niggas keep you float)
Gave my niggas all gold chains to remind me of it (Yeah)
(Only trill niggas I know)
We're still holdin' that old thing, tryna rob me of it (Oh no)
One time for the trill bitches that'll let me touch it...
[Refrain]
I been trill, I been trill, I been trill (Trill shit, trill shit)
I-I-I-I been trill, I been trill, I been trill (Been-been-been trill)
I been trill, I been trill, I been trill (Trill shit, trill shit)
I-I-I-I been trill, I been trill, I been trill (Been-been-been trill)
[Interlude: Dr. Dre]
Yo, man, it's a lot of brothers out there flakin' and perpetratin'
But scared to kick reality
[Verse 3: Future & Travis Scott]
Smoke with me, drank with me, lean like I'm Clark
Coppin' a Wraith then I throw it in park
You niggas some marks and you ain't got no heart
I know lil' one gon' come with that A and that R
(Only trill niggas I know)
I know lil' one gon' come with that A and that R
I'm comin', I'm drippin', I'm fiendin'
I'm not from this planet, I was abandoned
Trill niggas, real niggas, poppin' them pill niggas
Stack up a mil', nigga, like it's a lil' nigga
This for the one who gon' load up that K for me
This for the ones that ran off and didn't wait on me
This for the niggas ran off and didn't wait on me
This for you, bitch, you ran off and didn't wait on me (City movin' slow)
(Only trill niggas I know)
Hood nigga, fuck all that red carpet shit
Hood nigga, I fuck a red carpet bitch
I put a Rolls and a Royce on my wrist
You can smell promethazine when I piss
I pray to God, he bring me Actavis
Ain't nobody triller than Metro, ain't nobody triller than Scooter (Nobody triller than Scooter)
Hop on the private, I do it, take all the mollies, I do it
The Bentley put up with no mileage, I do it
These Styrofoams with me legitimate
I'm proudly downin' these Percocets
We just want to be stoners lately, I've been on, on, on
This money an option, this weed is a option, this lean is a option (This lean is a option)
Your bitch is a option, her bitch is a option
I send them through auctions
You payin' that price for that punani
This gold on my neck is a new Grammy
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Sundays in the city movin' slow
Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat
Only-only-only real niggas keep you float (Keep you float)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
[Refrain]
I been trill, I been trill, I been trill
I-I-I-I been trill, I been trill, I been trill
[Part II]
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Okay, let's get past all the swag trappin' and fashion talkin'
You want that "Take it to gats" or "Keep it in rappin'" talkin'?
They rap impulsive, get embarrassed, it actually happens often
You my son like my last abortion, I'm just laughin' off it
I changed rap, pushed fashion forward, yeah, I'm that important
You jack my style, she jack me off, and y'all both actin' awkward?
Jigglin' baby, nah, go 'head, bitch
Ain't nothin' better than the pretty big forehead bitch
Listen close I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familiar
It's not just model bitches on my genitalia
Did Azalea's from Australia, trips to Venezuela
Cinderella's under my umbrella for different weather
Ella, ella, ayy, just play it like I didn't tell you
Niggas takin' pictures any time we get together
And hope to fly away just one day like some love birds
Only one word that I'm afraid of is the "Love" word
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
More power to you, more power to you, my lovely one
More power to you, more power to you, my lonely one
More power to you, more power to you, my lovely one
What's up, bruh? That all depends
With friends like you, who need friends?
Sometimes the best advice is no advice
Especially when it's your advice
Uh, man, remember
Your man was on stage dressed like a family member
Man, everything basic to Ye Guevara
That means Saint Laurent is my Zara
I remember Rochelle ain't wanna fuck me with the polo
Ayy, bitch, you missed out, #fomo
I got one child, one child
But I'm fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' like I'm tryna make four more
They wanna throw me under a white jail
'Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a white male
Hallelujah