[Part I]

[Intro: Travis Scott, Chantel Jeffries & Kacy Hill]

(Dean, what's poppin'? Hahahahaha. Yo, Travis)

Mhm, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Mama's mailin' out that blow, cravin' 9021—

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

[Verse 1: Travis Scott & Chantel Jeffries]

She a porn star girl, ah, from the valley

(Honestly, God bless)

Who left her hometown world all for that alley

Ooh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties

(I hope it was wet like my jumper, though)

Ooh, used to take the long way home

Long way home, all for that candy (Hahahahaha, mhm)

[Chorus: Kacy Hill]

Baby's hooked on feeling low-ow

Do, do, do

Do, do

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]

Jacques turned La Flame, now he rollin' on an Addy

Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty on a Caddy

Ooh, he might pop him a pill, pop him a seal

Pop anyone, pop anything

Pop anything to find that alley

Mhm, yeah, to find that alley (Mhm)

[Chorus: Kacy Hill]

Baby's hooked on feeling low-ow

Do, do, do

Do, do

[Segue: Travis Scott, Kacy Hill & Chantel Jeffries]

In the 90210, 90210, lookin' for that alley

In the 90210, 90210, lookin' for that alley, ooh

It's the superstar girl, superstar girl, roamin' in that alley

(Baby's hooked on feeling low-ow)

Ooh, in the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley

(Do, do, do)

(Do, do)

Ooh, ahh

(I gotta tell ya)

[Part II]

[Intro: Travis Scott]

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Ooh-ooh

(All, all, all thang, thang)

(All, all, all thang, thang)

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

(All, all, all thang, thang)

(All, all, all thang, thang)

Yeah

[Verse: Travis Scott]

My granny called, she said, "Travvy, you work too hard

I'm worried you forget about me"

(All, all, all)

I'm fallin' in and out of clouds

Don't worry, I'ma get it, Granny, uh

What happened? Now my daddy happy

Mama called me up, that money comin' and she love me

(All, all, all thang, thang)

I done made it now, I done found life's meanin' now

(All, all, all thang, thang)

All them days her heart'd break, her heart not in pieces now

Friends turnin' into fraud niggas

Practicin' half the passion, you niggas packaged different

(All, all, all thang, thang)

All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it

(All, all, all thang, thang)

I'ma sell it, your niggas salary, we 'bout to cap, bitch

Youngest nigga out of Houston at the Grammys

Smilin' at 'em laughin' at me

I passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked, then passed it back, bitch

(All, all, all thang, thang)

All of this off of rappin', should've wrote this in Latin, yeah-yeah

(All, all, all thang, thang)

Mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Cuzzo said we hit the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a four

He passed the cigarette, I choke, woo

Told my auntie, "Put them 'Ports down, them 'Ports down"

Now you know you love your own now

Hit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose down

I ain't knockin', nigga, I knocked the door down, for sure now

Whole crew, I swear they countin' on me

Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me

Houses on me, he got them ounces on him

Holy Father, come save these niggas, I'm stylin' on 'em

Good Lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses

I'm drivin' too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them

Just this guy from north of the border, my chips is in order

My mom's biggest supporter, so now a nigga support a nigga

[Outro: Travis Scott]

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)