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Antidote by Travis Scott

[Hook]
Don't you open up that window
Don't you let out that antidote
Poppin' pills is all we know
In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!)
Don't go through the front door (Through the back!)
It's lowkey at the night show
So don't open up that window
Don't you let out that antidote

[Verse 1]
Party on a Sunday (That was fun!)
Do it all again on Monday (One more time!)
Spent a check on a weekend (Oh my God!)
I might do it again (That's boss shit)
I just hit a three peat
Fucked three hoes I met this week (Robert Horry!)
I don't do no old hoes (Oh, no, no!)
My nigga, that's a no-no (Straight up!)
She just want the coco (Cocaina!)
I just want dinero
Who that at the front door?
If it's the feds, oh-no-no-no

[Hook]
Don't you open up that window
Don't you let out that antidote
Poppin' pills is all we know
In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!)
Don't go through the front door (In the back!)
It's lowkey at the night show
At the night show
At the night show (Higher)
At the night show
At the night show (Kill it my nigga)
At the night show

[Verse 2]
Anything can happen at the night show
Everything can happen at the night show
At the night show
Anything can happen at the night show
At the night show
Your bitch not at home, she at the night show
Fuckin' right, ho
Had to catch a flight for the night show
Let's get piped though
Bottles got us right though, we ain't sippin' light though
I ain't got no type though
Only got one night though, we can do it twice though
It's lit at the night show

[Bridge]
At the night show
At the night show
At the night show
At the night show
At the night show
At the night show
Anything can happen at the night show

[Verse 3]
Stackin' up day to day
Young nigga you know you gotta go get it, go get it, my nigga
They hatin', they stinkin', they waitin'
Don't be mistaken, we dyin', they stayin'
Lord I'm on fire they think that I'm satan
Callin' me crazy on different occasions
Kickin' the cameraman off of my stages
Cause I don't like how he snappin' my angles
I'm overboard and I'm over-impatient
Over my niggas and these kids my ages
Dealin' with Mo' shit that's more complicated
Like these two bitches that might be related
H-Town, you got one
And you Bun B like a number one
It's late night, got a late show
If you wanna roll, I got a place where...

[Hook]
Poppin' pills is all we know
In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!)
Don't go through the front door (Through the back!)
It's lowkey at the night show
So don't you open up that window
Don't you let out that antidote

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Nothing But Net by Travis Scott


[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]


I might use the bitch for a coupe

I might lease the bitch to the strippers

Pistol was a rooster

Aye, jet


[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR]


Fuck that other side, nigga, fuck that other side

We don't play that shit

Grab your girl, tell your bitch to quit playin'

Later we gon' play that shit

It's all good, it's alright

Plenty bitches down to ride

And if it all goes down


[Verse 1: Young Thug]


ABC, about to cum

She like children on her tum'

I come red like I'm a narc

Inhalin' kush with my lungs

Covered in green like a fuckin' iguana

End of the day I'm the mo'fuckin' boss

Like the fuckin' your honor

I got Travi$ Scott inside the spot

And he leanin' like a mothafucka

I feed bitches rocks, and load the Glocks

And now she feinin' like a mothafucka

Her ass fat so she teachin' like a mothafucka

Booty call, nigga greasier than a mothafucka

Hey, I wanna eat the little mothafucka

Icy water, Fiji, mothafucka


[Pre-Hook] + [Hook] [Bridge: Young Thug]


Nothin' but net

Nothin' but net

Nothin' but net

Nothin' but net


[Verse 2: Travi$ Scott]


Last call, last call for the weed and alcohol

Last call for you to slip out them drawers

Girl I need it right now, get your ass in this stall

We ain't got time to stall

These niggas got me pissed off

Sippin' so long, girl I'm pissin' Cristal

Sippin' and swervin'

My words don't know if I crashed into a pool or her jaw

Pops never home, left a long term

On the back when a lil' nigga had to sit and deal with

Loner turned rock star, nigga, under the moon

Got the world in my palm, 'bout to rub her pussy with it

When you dominate it come with digits

Let her see the Tempur-Pedic

Bend it over, beat it, skeet it

Then delete it, then repeat it

Then repeat it, then she told me...



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