Álbum Astroworld de Travis Scott - Canciones

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StargazingVer letra 4:31

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letra de Stargazing
Rollin', rollin', rollin', got me stargazin' (yeah)
Sippin' on purp, feelin' like the Barre Baby (it's lit)
Whatever I downed, it got me goin' crazy (yah)
Psychedelics got me goin' crazy (alright)

I was hot as hell out in the heat (yeah, yeah)
Then a storm came in and saved my life
Head up to the sky, down on my knees (straight up)
Out of nowhere, you came here to save the night
In the nighttime (woo, yeah)

Rollin', rollin', rollin', got me stargazin' (roll)
Psychedelics got me goin' crazy (oh no)
Niggas femalin', they excellin' (yeah)
Are they intellin'? (what you tellin'?)
We propellin', up top with Ellen, uh (with the choppers)
Kill the jealous with propane repellent
Got me goin' crazy (it's lit)
On tour, we'll tell 'em, we brought the section (gang)
They keep on callin' up, it's getting hectic (brrt)
Like we projected
So we cut the plug, he's interjected (got me goin' crazy)

Rollin', rollin', rollin', got me stargazin' (yeah)
Sippin' on purp, feelin' like the Barre Baby (it's lit)
Whatever I downed, it got me goin' crazy (yah)
Psychedelics got me goin' crazy (alright)

I was hot as hell out in the heat (yeah, yeah)
Then the storm came in and saved my life
Head up to the sky, down on my knees (straight up)
Out of nowhere, you came here to save the night
In the nighttime (woo, yeah)

Got me goin' crazy

Okay, I been up for some days, I ain't got time to lay
Just to drown out all these thoughts, I tried all kind of things
If I take you to my past you will be traumatized
Got a thousand kids outside that's tryna come alive
'99, took AstroWorld, it had to relocate
Told the dogs I'd bring it back, it was a seal of faith
Before no car notes, baby girl, she played the tourist guide
Got the keys into my city, now she know the rides
Got new money, got new problems, got new enemies
When you make it to the top, it's the amenities
Packin' out Toyota like I'm in the league
And it ain't a mosh pit if ain't no injuries
I got 'em stage divin' out the nosebleeds (alright, alright, alright)
And she hit that booger sugar 'til her nose bleed (alright, alright, alright)
Bounce that shit forever, she on both knees
She was talkin' 'bout forever, got a whole week (alright, alright, alright)
Plus she know my baby mama is a trophy
She be throwing up them B's, feel like we both bleed
She keep my dick jumpin' up, feel like I'm Moby
I'm way too gold for this beef, feel like I'm Kobe, yeah
This right here is astronomical
I see you picked up all my ways, I feel responsible
They tryna say that all my problems is improbable
They keep itching at my spirit, I'm diabolical
Ya feel me?
CarouselVer letra 3:00

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letra de Carousel
[Big Tuck]
What’s crackin’?
You already know who it is
Ya’ boy, Big Tuck
Freight Train Tuck
Astroworld is now in session, ya understand?
I’m the dean of this here
I got this

[Travis Scott]
Yeah, yeah
Parked at the Days Inn, ain’t takin’ no days in (yeah)
Don’t need a vacation, I need a replacement (alright)
Bustin’ the lights out as soon as we came in (it's lit)
What’re they talkin’ about, what’s it pertainin’ (yeah, yeah)
Need me a therapist to ask if I’m aging
This M-E-D it feel caved in
All of my demons invadin’
I live paranoid, hesitatin’
They bitin', they bitin', they K'd in
Got out their way, it's okay
'Cause like they dosing the basement
I got to get with my face in

[Frank Ocean]
Brand new, brand new
This new place I got to
New world, new sky
That's so blue, it's black too
New growth, new growth
All these fakes I outgrew
Blue bands, blue bands
Get my cash from drive-thru
Boy you're too flash, too flash
Keep the flash minimal
Bitch, I'm too cold, too cold
See my breath visible

[Travis Scott]
Yeah
Icy cold, it is so, it is so icy cold (yeah)
Mixing the water with cheeses, making the money get mold (yeah)
Trying to be like gang, you better go get it in vogue (yeah)
Put 84's on lanes, I robbed, how you think of the spokes
We did it, we said it, we spoke
We put it out, thought it was small, these five or four
This is at home, right down the street, from Alamo

[Frank Ocean & Travis Scott]
Open his eyes, don't need to move in slow
Even though the speed got old
This perc and methamphetamines
On the D's, like the snow
But they soap
I'm a new species that swings on a rope
Come to reach, and it's broke
Got springs like a tote
Show for free, in the tuck
Shock you, drown like, brown, white diamonds
Carats (yah)
Copy sound, might got two wings, parrot (alright!)
Landing down, went and caught two wings (it's lit!)
Tryna scrape, but the stage, two wings (yeah, yeah!)
Better pray, better pray in two wings (straight up!)

[Frank Ocean]
Brand new, brand new
This new place I got to
New world, new sky
That's so blue, it's black too
New growth, new growth
All these fakes I outgrew
Blue bands, blue bands
Get my cash from drive-thru
Boy you're too flash, too flash
Keep the flash minimal
Bitch, I'm too cold, too cold
See my breath visible
Sicko Mode 5:13
R.I.P. Screw 3:06
Stop Trying to Be God 5:38
No Bystanders 3:38
Skeletons 2:26
Wake Up 3:52
5% TintVer letra 3:16

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letra de 5% Tint
Who's that creeping through my window?
Before you come outside I got the M4
Took her to the endzone from the ends, though
Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more
Wanna hit the Jacques then what you call for?
All that out your new shit that ain't called for

Who that creepin' know the tint is dark? (5%)
All that fall in love shit she got it Kevin Hart (yeah, yeah
All that speed and flash shit, we might teleport (skrr, skrr)
All that cop arrest shit I might might clip a sarge (twelve)
Keep bouncin' that ass you just might get award (yeah)
If she bad, she get a pass into the tour (passes yeah)
I've been through the family, got a bad sister like Janey
I'm south-side don't panic
Got a switch, got a change no transit
Still jumpin' 'round move antsy
And I still don't like shit fancy
Up late feelin' real chancy
They outside really tryna end me (yeah)

Who's that creeping through my window? (My window)
Before you come outside I got the M4 (M4)
Took her to the endzone from The Ends, though (yeah)
Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more (yeah)
Wanna hit the Jacques then what you call for? (Yeah)
All that out your new shit that ain't called for (yeah)

Who the fuck is this?
That's somebody baby mama inside of the Benz
While I'm tryna tip
Shawty said she holding got a razor in her lip
Mix my cup and twist one up, I love that ratchet shit
She like "Iced out wrist, iced out, iced out wrist" (iced out wrist)
Fuck don't kiss, fuck she fuck don't kiss (muwah)
Look like friends, but she say they twins (twins)
Jump right in, there's leg room in this Benz (leg room in this Benz)
Ten miles to the crib you know that's deep (yeah)
I think there's someone out there watching me, yeah

Who's that creeping through my window? (Who?)
Before you come outside I got the M4
Took her to the end zone from The Ends, though (yeah)
Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more (lick)
Wanna hit the Jacques then what you call for? (Jack)
All that out your new shit that ain't called for

Who's that creeping through my window? (Who?)
Before you come outside I got the M4
Took her to the end zone from The Ends, though (yeah)
Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more (lick)
Wanna hit the Jack then what you call for? (Jack)
All that out your new shit that ain't called for
NC-17 2:37
AstroThunderVer letra 2:23

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letra de AstroThunder
Yeah

Seem like the life I fiend
Seem like the life I fiend is a little distant, yeah
Seems like the life I need
Seems like the life I need's a little distant, yeah

Like the remedy, yeah
Sit back while I watch, repeat
Do it on repeat-repeat
Sins controllin’ me, yeah
Angels, halos over me
I need blessings and my peace
You been out the streets, yeah
Wilin' out on me and my Gs
We been goin' for a week
Now you wanna peak, yeah
Hands up, why they tryna reach?
I can't even get that deep
Told you I don't teach (yeah)
Practice, oh, no, never preach
Practice, oh, no, never preach
Infiltrate the enemy, moving on them randomly

Feels like the life I need's a little distant, yeah (yeah)
Feels like the life I need, yeah
Feels like the life I need's a little distant, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah-ah
Yosemite 2:30
Can't Say 3:18
Who? What! 2:57
Butterfly EffectVer letra 3:11

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letra de Butterfly Effect
Murda on the beat
So, it's not nice

For this life I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M's sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it)

For this life I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M's sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it)

Drop the top, play hide-and-seek (yeah)
Jump inside, jump straight to the league
Take a sip, feel just how I breathe (it's lit)
On freeway, but no, ain't nothin' free (straight up)
Bend laws, bend lanes
Been bustin' bills, but still ain't nothin' change
You in the mob soon as you rock the chain
She caught the waves just thumbin' through my braids (alright)
Heatin' up, baby, I'm just heatin' up (it's lit)
Need ya love, not a need it is a must (yeah)
Feelin' stuck, you know how to keep me up (yeah, yeah)
Icy love, icy like a hockey puck (alright)

For this life I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M's sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it)

For this life I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main (yeah, yeah)
M&M's sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang

All the ones, all the chains piled on the mantle (yeah)
All the dogs, all the dogs low creep right behind me in the Phantom (it's lit)
Never go, never go dip on the set, stayed Santana
Yeah, run it back, turn the lights on when I hit up Green Lantern (it's lit, alright)
Yeah, fly the broads, fly the dogs down to Atlanta
Yeah, in the cut in Medusa, lay low, yeah, I might be
Yeah, roll up, help me calm down when I'm movin' high speed
Yeah, if I send one, need the text back 'cause you know what I need (straight up)

Oh, please (oh, please)
Oh, me (oh, me)
Oh, my (oh, my)
We been movin', we been movin' for some time (alright)
Flexin', flexin' try to exercise
Exercise, exercise, exercise, exercise (yeah, yeah)

For this life I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M's sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it)

For this life I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M's sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang
(Yeah!)
HoustonfornicationVer letra 3:38

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letra de Houstonfornication
I might need me some ventilation
A little vacation, Houstonfornication
Mind redefine new renovations
Space coupe back out of the space station
Float around town do that on the daily

How I'm supposed to feel safe, twelve live adjacent (twelve)
Yeah, crib built like a prison where that bitch is gated (yah)
Yeah, spendin' all my time up there gettin' faded (it's lit)
Yeah, handin' out the E! to the Entertainment (alright)
Yeah, you know I'm the saddest poppin' and it's dangerous (pop it, pop it)
Ridin' through the clouds we goin' through the vapors (phew, phew)
I'm just tryna get the paper, stayin' out the papers
It ain't easily done, it ain't easy (yeah)
Pop a seal like it's Chris, make it look Breezy (it's lit)
Wedding bands on my fist, it is freezing (straight up)
Throw the bands get a kiss, then she leave me (cash)
I just want the peace, it's still Lambo' over Mercedes (yeah)
Just built the Astroworld playground to play with my baby, yuh (my baby)
Had a few pop singers, anyone could be yo' mama (yeah)
Had some real conversations with my nigga, Bill, about congress yeah (straight up)
We at the fest, come and link, per-request (yeah, alright)
Send the pin, drop it in, GPS (yeah yeah)
Seein' flashes, oh, no-no, that's my neck (yeah, it's lit)
I've been livin' paranoid, watch yo' step (yeah yeah)

Ain't never freein' up and never let y'all, man
We always forgive, but don't forget easily (oh, no)
Cut my phone off so they can never reach me
Life is just a maze, goin' through my phases (yeah)
I might need me some ventilation
A little vacation, Houstonfornication
Mind redefine new renovations
Space coupe back out of the space station
If it rise on the East, land on the West
We gon' make that shit pop, bust it for a check
Call the plays, link the squad, we gon' make it cash

Yeah, nobody can press me but the press
Nobody can check me when it's chess (ah, nah, for real)
They comin' at my neck like Gillette (Gillette)
I'm out the cash, that's the butterfly effect
I've been locked in for so long, I done got dreads
Took the girl off the net, worked it up the net
Iced out watches for the game, Patek the set
Had to move up off my block, it took finesse, yeah
Just keep droppin' them bombs, you should probably save your breath, yeah
We ain't gone play the steel, why you tryna funk the flex, yeah
All my dogs in my wheel, they gon' ride you the death, yeah
Elevator up the hill we ain't never take the steps, yeah (yeah, yeah)

Ain't never freein' up and never let y'all, man
We always forgive, but don't forget easily (oh, no)
Cut my phone off so they can never reach me
Life is just a maze, goin' through my phases (yeah)
I might need me some ventilation
A little vacation, Houstonfornication
Mind redefine new renovations
Space coupe back out of the space station
If it rise on the East, land on the West
We gon' make that shit pop, bust it for a check
Call the plays, link the squad, we gon' make it cash
Coffee BeanVer letra 3:29

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letra de Coffee Bean
This is all

Bad-bad news, I'm just bad-bad news
Good thing, the two, Bonnie and Clyde
The money and who?
It's bad news, bad-bad for you
But I'm back on the coffee bean
Anything in between (this is all, this is all)
Back of the coffee line
Back-back-back in the bathroom line (this is all)

How would you feel if I had you?
Trust me, you'd be mad too
Shawty, we can be mad cool
Just hit me if anything past due
Your family told you I'm a bad move
Plus I'm already a black dude
Leavin' the bathroom, my hands is half-rinsed
If only a nigga just had sense
Speaking in past tense
It's been a week and a half since
We ain't been speaking in mad mins
You feeling free in my absence
I've been going through a lot behind this glass tint, yeah
(This is all, this is all)

Back of the coffee line
Back-back-back in the bathroom line (this is-)
I know they told you I'd be bad for you
Don't worry I'll be back for you
All the money and cars
Stripper hoes and the tattoos, bad news
Back off a coffee bean
Reflecting on all you see (this is all, this is all)

Stressing over award shows
She's stressin' over her wardrobe
Bought the mansion on foreclose
No matter how many tickets your tour sold
You feel this deep in your torso
Feel like someone's readin' your horoscope
Some shit only me and the Lord knows
SOS, that's for those who hear this in morse code
Too many doors closed Cul-de-sacs and foreign doors
Still ended up at the North Pole
This is where remorse goes
Shoulda had you in Divorce Court
Fighting over your seeds, writing over your deeds, sliding over your keys
Alimony and fees, as your lawyer proceeds
To give out bad news

I'm just bad-bad news
Good thing, the two, Bonnie and Clyde
The money and who?
It's bad news, bad-bad for you
But I'm back on the coffee bean
Anything in between (this is all, this is all)
Back of the coffee line
Back-back-back in the bathroom line (this is all)