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MELTDOWN - Travis Scott Lyrics

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Answer
Yeah
Tensions
is
definitely
rising
T'd
up
right
now
T
time,
T
time
T
time,
T
time,
T
time
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,
Answer
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
gon'
wait
on
a
rack,
on
some
Arabic
shit
I
pull
out
a
million
and
stare
at
the
Answer
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
Answer
Wassas
in
Paris
and
shit
Is
you
fuckin'
crazy?
Is
you
fuckin'
crazy?
And
they
scared
of
the
seven
After
one-three
then
we
turn
up
eleven
Keep
this
shit
open
like
7-Eleven
Me
at
the
house,
I
got
seven
in
heaven
They
think
I'm
satanic,
I
keep
me
a
reverend
And
shawty
a
therapist,
poppin'
her
shit
She
inching
my
way
and
she
started
confessing
I
know
what's
at
stake,
I'm
screamin',
"Free
Jeffrey"
Connect
collect
calls
right
off
of
the
celly
Gave
her
the
blues,
not
talkin'
'bout
belly
Don't
keep
it
sincere,
I
Answer
go
Makaveli
I
got
the
juice,
now
it's
heavy
Always
on
t-time,
been
ready
Is
you
fucking
crazy?
Is
you
f—
Wrappin'
the
cheese,
wrap
around
me
'cause
I've
got
property
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
fucking
crazy?
Is
you
fucking
crazy?
Uh
Is
you
fucking
crazy?
Uh
Is
you
fuckin'—
Is
you
fuckin'—
Is
you
fucking
crazy?
I
met
these
Texas
boys
and
ran
Answer
it
up
a
couple,
maybe
Swanging
in
the
pickup
truck,
baby,
fuck
Mercedes
I'll
fuck
a
nigga
bitch
but
she
can't
have
the
bab
I'll
shoot
your
ass
in
Walmart
like
I'm
DaBaby
Your
boy
going
Lionel
Messi,
I
go
Tom
Brady
Used
to
wear
the
bust
down
back
in
my
old
days
Now
I
let
the
chains
hang,
you
gotta
tuck
yours
maybe
Niggas
talkin'
Scarface,
I'm
that
in
real
life
Is
you
fucking
crazy
or
what?
Is
you
fucking
crazy?
Man,
the
club
ain't
been
the
same
since
we
lost
Mercedes
Man,
the
Answer
clique
ain't
been
the
same
since
they
lost
the
greatest
We
outside
with
the
army,
so
you
need
the
Them
boys
rollin'
all
brown
like
they
whippin'
gravy
Make
a
circus
outside
like
it's
Barnum's
Bailey
Blickey
hanging
on
my
side,
it's
like
it's
really
banging
She
move
her
panties
to
the
side,
she
want
it
raw
when
faded
Is
you
fucking
crazy?
Is
you
fucking
crazy?
Is
you
fucking
crazy
or
what?
Is
you
fucking
crazy?
Uh
Is
you
fucking
crazy
or
what?
Is
you
fuckin'—
Is
you
fuckin'—
Is
you
fucking
crazy?
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