3500
Travi$ Scott Lyrics


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Bandana wrapped-wrapped 'round your head
The bandana wrapped 'round your head
For niggas that's scared
Ain't nobody triller than me
Ain't nobody triller than Scott
Ain't nobody trill, man, I'm takin' they spot, yeah
These niggas is scared
Thirtys 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

Ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it
Painkillers, ain't got backpain, know you gotta love it
Tens out in NY, they in my hallways, I got a lobby of 'em
Up and Down with Chase, Monday nights, we made a hobby of it
Still down with the same dogs, man, they never loved us
Gave my niggas all gold chains to remind me of it
We're still holdin' that old thing, tryna rob me of it
One time for the trill bitches that'll let me touch it
I'm papi though, they get it poppin' with me when I'm out in public
Flyin' through, I got a young 'Yonce with a Iggy on her
Me and Metro do the same drugs, got a lot of it
All these cups and damn, all these hoes, these niggas up to somethin'
Touch down out in H-Town, there it might get ugly
It's trill niggas, where it's niggas, a whole army of 'em
I run the check up, I'm a hot nigga, don't tell my 'countant on me
Free Rowdy Rowdy, free Bobby Bobby, them the Shmurda homies
Good lord!

Thirtys 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

Thirtys 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

Dro with me, drank with me, lean like I'm Clark
Copping a Wraith then I throw it in park
You niggas from Mars, 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 counting I'm dripping I'm fiending
I'm not from this planet, I was abandoned
Trill niggas real niggas popping them pill niggas
I stack up a mil nigga like it's a lil nigga
This for the one who's gon' load up the k for me
This for the ones that ran off and didn't wait on me
This for the niggas that ran off and didn't wait on me
This for you bitch you ran off and did weight for me
(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
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 downing these Percocets
We just want to be stoners lately, I've been on on on
This money an option, this weed is an option, this lean is an option
Your bitch is an option, her bitch is an option
I send them through auctions
You paying that price for that punani
This gold on my neck is a new Grammy

Thirtys 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

Thirtys 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 (yeah)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know

My bathtub the size of swimming pools
Backstroke to my children room
Maybach in the living room
I spent racks on these tennis shoes
Niggas know what I'm finna do
Time for me to put the mink up
Forgiattos on a Brinks truck
My favorite rapper drove a pink truck
I do shit that you dreamed of
I was born with a mean mug
I was born with sum' nappy hair
Drinkin' breast milk out a lean cup
Tity Boi's my alias
Real niggas my radius
Trill niggas on the song with me
If she bad as hell I'll pay the babysitter
In a black Mercedes with her
Doin' about 180 with her
I was born a hustler, paraphernalia in my baby pictures
Resident all eloquent, leather shit in my front yard
Tv by my swimming pool, got it built like a sports bar
Chevelle with a new motor, got the bitch like a sports car
Yeah, my name is Tity Boi, I don't fuck with hoes that wear sports bras
Crib bigger than your imagination
Call the trap house the gas station
Call momma's house the Jag station
Emoji sad faces
Look at these niggas
I need to buy pocketbooks for these niggas

Thirtys 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 (ooh)

Thirtys 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

Ain't nobody triller than me
Ain't nobody triller than Scott
Ain't nobody trill man, I'm takin' their spot, yeah
We ride on a yacht, yeah
Ain't nobody triller than Metro, ain't nobody triller than Scooter
Yeah, ain't nobody triller, I knew it, ain't nobody triller, we knew it
Pour up in H-Town them niggas don't play 'round like Jas and Jr

(Only real niggas keep it float)
Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors
(Only trill niggas I know)
Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors
(Only trill niggas I know)
Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors

Thirtys 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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "3500" by Travi$ Scott feat. Future & 2 Chainz begins with references to having bandanas wrapped around one's head and being triller than everyone else. The song also touches on themes of wealth, drugs, and loyalty to friends. The chorus repeatedly mentions "thirtys in the city movin' slow," which can be interpreted as a reference to the price of drugs in the city, moving slowly to sell them to only those who can afford it. The "only trill niggas I know" is repeated multiple times, perhaps suggesting that only those who live a real or authentic life can be considered true friends who keep someone afloat in life.


The verses talk about lavish living, with references to champagne, painkillers, and expensive items such as a Maybach in the living room and garages filled with luxury cars. The lyrics also depict a fascination with drugs, specifically pills and lean, or promethazine with codeine, and having access to lots of them. The song also features references to Tity Boi as an alias for 2 Chainz, and the importance of remaining loyal to one's friends even if they have been incarcerated.


Overall, "3500" is a song that speaks to the trappings of wealth and fame, the struggles of maintaining loyalty in the face of adversity, and the dangers of drug use.


Line by Line Meaning

Bandana wrapped-wrapped 'round your head
The bandana wrapped 'round your head.


For niggas that's scared, ain't nobody triller than me
These niggas is scared, but nobody is triller than Scott.


Ain't nobody trill, man, I'm takin' they spot, yeah
Scott is so trill that he's taking the spot of others.


Thirtys in the city movin' slow, thirty, thirty, thirty-five hundred for the coat
The drug trade is slow, but they still charge $3500 for a coat.


Only-only-only real niggas keep you float, keep you float
Only real, trill niggas can keep you afloat.


Only trill niggas I know
There are only trill niggas that Scott knows.


Ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it, painkillers, ain't got backpain, know you gotta love it
The ladies are ordering champagne and Scott is taking painkillers for fun.


Tens out in NY, they in my hallways, I got a lobby of 'em
Scott has many women in his apartment building.


Up and Down with Chase, Monday nights, we made a hobby of it
Scott parties with his friends on Monday nights.


Still down with the same dogs, man, they never loved us
Scott is still friends with the same people who were with him before he became famous.


Gave my niggas all gold chains to remind me of it
Scott gave his friends gold chains to remember where they came from.


We're still holdin' that old thing, tryna rob me of it
Someone is trying to steal something that Scott still has from his past.


One time for the trill bitches that'll let me touch it
Scott thanks the trill bitches who allow him to touch them.


I'm papi though, they get it poppin' with me when I'm out in public
Scott is called 'papi', and women like to party with him in public.


Flyin' through, I got a young 'Yonce with a Iggy on her
Scott is flying through life with a Beyonce lookalike with an Iggy on her arm.


Me and Metro do the same drugs, got a lot of it
Scott and Metro both do a lot of drugs together.


All these cups and damn, all these hoes, these niggas up to somethin'
There are many cups and women around, and the men are up to something.


Touch down out in H-Town, there it might get ugly
Things might get ugly when Scott lands in H-Town.


It's trill niggas, where it's niggas, a whole army of 'em
There are many trill niggas in Scott's circle.


I run the check up, I'm a hot nigga, don't tell my 'countant on me
Scott is a hot nigga who makes a lot of money and doesn't want his accountant to know everything.


Free Rowdy Rowdy, free Bobby Bobby, them the Shmurda homies
Scott wants his friends Bobby and Rowdy to be free from jail.


Good lord! Dro with me, drank with me, lean like I'm Clark
Scott is high on drugs like dro, alcohol, and lean.


Copping a Wraith then I throw it in park
Scott is buying a Rolls-Royce Wraith and parking it.


You niggas from Mars, you ain't got no heart
Scott calls others out for not having heart.


I know lil one gon come with that A and that R
Scott knows that someone is going to come with an A and R, possibly referring to a gun.


I'm counting I'm dripping I'm fiending
Scott is counting money, dripping with jewelry, and craving drugs.


I'm not from this planet, I was abandoned
Scott feels like he doesn't belong on Earth and was abandoned by someone.


Trill niggas real niggas popping them pill niggas
Trill niggas are the real ones who take pills.


I stack up a mil nigga like it's a lil nigga
Scott stacks up a million dollars like it's nothing.


This for the one who's gon' load up the k for me, this for the ones that ran off and didn't wait on me
Scott is referencing those who will load a gun for him and those who left him behind.


This for the niggas that ran off and didn't wait on me, this for you bitch you ran off and did weight for me
Scott is again referencing those who left him and a woman who was doing drugs for him.


Hood nigga fuck all that red carpet shit, hood nigga I fuck a red carpet bitch
Scott is a hood nigga who doesn't care about red carpets and will sleep with a woman who has walked one.


I put a Rolls and a Royce on my wrist, you can smell promethazine when I piss
Scott puts expensive watches on his wrist and his urine smells like promethazine, a drug he takes.


I pray to God he bring me Actavis, ain't nobody triller than Metro, ain't nobody triller than Scooter
Scott prays to God for Actavis, and there's nobody triller than Metro or 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
Scott likes to fly private and take drugs like molly, and his Bentley has little mileage on it.


These Styrofoams with me legitimate, I'm proudly downing these Percocets
Scott has legitimate Styrofoam cups for his drugs, and he's proud to be taking Percocets.


We just want to be stoners lately, I've been on on on, this money an option, this weed is an option, this lean is an option, your bitch is an option, her bitch is an option
Scott and his friends are just trying to be stoners lately, and everything else is just an option, including women.


I send them through auctions, you paying that price for that punani
Scott sells women to others and they have to pay for sex.


This gold on my neck is a new Grammy
Scott's gold necklace is like a new Grammy award.


My bathtub the size of swimming pools, backstroke to my children room, Maybach in the living room, I spent racks on these tennis shoes
Scott has a huge bathtub, can swim from the bathtub to his children's room, has a Maybach in his living room, and bought very expensive tennis shoes.


Niggas know what I'm finna do, time for me to put the mink up, Forgiattos on a Brinks truck, my favorite rapper drove a pink truck
Others know what Scott is going to do, and he needs to put up his fur coat. He's buying Forgiattos for his truck and refers to another rapper who drove a pink truck.


I do shit that you dreamed of, I was born with a mean mug, I was born with sum' nappy hair, drinkin' breast milk out a lean cup
Scott does things that others dream of, and was born with a mean expression and nappy hair. He also drinks breast milk out of a cup with lean in it.


Tity Boi's my alias, real niggas my radius, trill niggas on the song with me, if she bad as hell I'll pay the babysitter in a black Mercedes with her, doin' about 180 with her
Scott goes by Tity Boi, hangs out with real and trill niggas, and will pay the babysitter to be with a beautiful woman in his Mercedes and drive very fast.


I was born a hustler, paraphernalia in my baby pictures, resident all eloquent, leather shit in my front yard, TV by my swimming pool, got it built like a sports bar
Scott was born a hustler and had drugs in his baby pictures. He is eloquent and has leather items in his yard. He also has a TV by his swimming pool, which is built to look like a sports bar.


Chevelle with a new motor, got the bitch like a sports car, Yeah, my name is Tity Boi, I don't fuck with hoes that wear sports bras
Scott's car has a new motor and is as fast as a sports car. He goes by Tity Boi and doesn't like women who wear sports bras.


Crib bigger than your imagination, call the trap house the gas station, call momma's house the Jag station, emoji sad faces
Scott's house is bigger than others can imagine. He calls his trap house the gas station and his mom's house the Jag station. He also uses sad emojis.


Look at these niggas, I need to buy pocketbooks for these niggas, only-only-only trill niggas I know (ooh)
Scott looks at others and thinks he needs to buy them pocketbooks. He only knows trill niggas.


Ain't nobody trill man, I'm takin' their spot, yeah, we ride on a yacht, yeah
Scott is so trill that he's taking the spot of others. He rides on yachts.


Ain't nobody triller than Metro, ain't nobody triller than Scooter, yeah, ain't nobody triller, I knew it, ain't nobody triller, we knew it
Metro and Scooter are both very trill. They all know that nobody is triller than them.


Pour up in H-Town them niggas don't play 'round like Jas and Jr, (Only real niggas keep it float)
Scott is going to Houston and knows they don't play around. He also believes that only real niggas can keep things afloat.


Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors
Scott doesn't care about rumors and wants everyone to forget about them.




Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Allen Ritter, Jacques Webster, Leland Tyler Wayne, Michael G. Dean, Nayvadius Wilburn, Tauheed Epps, Xavier L. Dotson

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