90210
Travi$ Scott Lyrics

Dean, what's poppin'?
Travi$ Scott greets his friend Dean with a casual opening.

(Yo, Travis)
Dean responds to Travi$ Scott's greeting.

Mama's bailing down that road, craving 9021
Travi$ Scott observes a woman driving down a road with a desire to reach the area of Beverly Hills known as 90210.

She a porn star girl, oh, from the valley (honestly, God bless)
Travi$ Scott describes the woman as a former porn star from the San Fernando Valley and wishes her well.

Who left her hometown world all for that alley
Travi$ Scott reveals that the woman left her hometown and became a porn star for the chance to work in the alleyways of Los Angeles.

Oh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties
Travi$ Scott exaggerates the woman's impact by stating that she was responsible for the creation of Lake Tahoe through her panties.

(I hope it was wet like my jumper, though)
Travi$ Scott makes a crude remark about his own clothing to express his desire for the woman to have worn sexy underwear.

Ooh, used to take the long way home, long way home, all for that candy
Travi$ Scott recalls how the woman used to take a longer route home to satisfy her desire for candy, making a parallel to her current desire for the allure of L.A.'s alleyways.

Jacques turned La Flame, now he rolling on an Addy
Travi$ Scott references his alter ego 'Jacques' and notes his use of the prescription drug Adderall.

Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty on a Caddy, ooh
Travi$ Scott highlights the material excesses of his lifestyle, indicating that he owns both a gold chain worth $50K and a Cadillac worth another $50K.

He might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyone
Travi$ Scott suggests that he or his alter ego may take illicit drugs and harm anyone who gets in his way.

Pop anything, pop anything to find that alley
Travi$ Scott emphasizes the desperation and drive to find the alleyways where he may attain whatever hedonistic desires he has.

In that 90210, 90210, looking for that alley
Travi$ Scott is searching for the Beverly Hills area known as 90210, where these alleyways exist.

It's the superstar girl (baby's hooked)
Travi$ Scott describes the woman he saw earlier as a 'superstar girl', affirming her status as a porn star and celebrity in the underground culture of L.A.

Superstar girl, roaming in that alley (on feeling low)
Travi$ Scott imagines the woman wandering around the alleyways, probably low from the effects of drugs or other illicit activities.

Oh, in the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley
Travi$ Scott continues searching for the woman in the alleyways of 90210.

My granny called, she said, "Travvy, you work too hard
Travi$ Scott shares that his grandmother is concerned about his work ethic.

I'm worried you forget about me"
Travi$ Scott's grandmother fears that he may neglect her.

I'm falling in and out of clouds, don't worry, I'ma get it, granny, uh
Travi$ Scott assures his grandmother that he will be successful and that his current use of drugs won't hinder his progress.

What happened? Now my daddy happy, mama called me up
Travi$ Scott's parents are proud of his success, and his mother calls him to express her joy.

That money coming and she love me, I done made it now
Travi$ Scott's mother is happy that he is now rich, and she is proud of his success.

I done found life's meaning now, all them her heart'd break
Travi$ Scott has found meaning in his life, despite the heartbreak he has caused in the past.

Her heart not in pieces now
Travi$ Scott has made amends with women whose hearts he has broken, and everything is good between them now.

Friends turning into fraud niggas
Travi$ Scott laments that some of his friends are turning into people he can no longer trust.

Practicing half the passion, you niggas packaged different
Travi$ Scott claims that fake people in his life are only pretending to work hard, and that they are not cut from the same cloth as he is.

All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it
Travi$ Scott taunts his fake friends, stating that they all want to be like him but can never truly attain his level of swag.

I'ma sell it, you niggas salary 'bout to cap, bitch
Travi$ Scott declares that he will keep selling his swag while his fake friends' salaries will plateau, emphasizing his self-confidence and dominance.

Youngest nigga out of Houston at the Grammys
Travi$ Scott highlights his age and success, boasting of his early achievements before other Houston artists.

Smiling at 'em laughing at me
Travi$ Scott is amused by the jealousy that some of his peers exhibit when they see his success.

I passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked and passed it back, bitch
Travi$ Scott compares his collaboration with Kanye West to playing basketball, where each pass is instrumental in achieving a common goal. Ye pretended to pass the ball but instead ‘gave it back’ to Travi$.

All of this off of rapping, should've wrote this in Latin
Travi$ Scott reflects on his success, noting that it came from his work in hip-hop, where he expresses himself in a way that is relatable to a global audience. He claims that he could have been successful in other ways, even in academia, where they use Latin as a medium of learning.

Cuzzo said we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a four
Travi$ Scott recounts a recent event where he and his cousin went to buy drugs.

He passed the cigarette, I choke, woo
Travi$ Scott highlights the effects of drug use by noting how he took a hit of a cigarette and coughed.

Told my auntie put them 'Ports down, them 'Ports down
Travi$ Scott shares an exchange with his aunt, telling her to stop smoking cigarettes.

Now you know you love your own now
Travi$ Scott notes that his family members care about their own health and wellbeing and are thus receptive to his suggestion.

Hit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose down
Travi$ Scott performs before a crowd that has their hands up, admonishing them to stay alert and not get distracted by outside influences.

I ain't knockin', nigga, I knocked the door down, for sure now
Travi$ Scott comments that he hasn’t just knocked on doors to gain fame, he has busted them down; he is not going to fake his way to the top, he will do what it takes to get there.

Whole crew, I swear they counting on me
Travi$ Scott feels a sense of responsibility to support his crew, who look to him as the leader and the financial breadwinner.

Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me
Travi$ Scott emphasizes his wealth and material possessions, with a nod to more outrageous claims of carrying an island around.

Houses on me, he got them ounces on him
Travi$ Scott has multiple houses and a large amount of drugs on him, underscoring his lavish lifestyle.

Holy Father, come save these niggas, I'm styling on 'em
Travi$ Scott invokes the Holy Father in a mocking tone, emphasizing his superiority and his ability to style on anyone who gets in his way.

Good Lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses
Travi$ Scott reflects on his past success and acknowledges that he has been fortunate in life.

I'm driving too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them
Travi$ Scott is driven to continue his journey forward at high speed, ignoring any obstacles or indications to slow down or change course.

Just this guy from north of the border, my chips is in order
Travi$ Scott points out his Canadian roots, noting that his financial situation is secure.

My mom's biggest supporter so now a nigga support her, nigga
Travi$ Scott acknowledges his mother's support, stating that he is now in a position to financially support her too, thereby reversing their roles.