Apple Pie
Travi$ Scott Lyrics


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She say your bad ass always had a thing for sweets
Guess that's why I'm so hot on the street
Won't you and your friends come eat with me
And let me show you how to whip that recipe
She say your bad ass always had a thing for sweets
Guess that's why I'm so hot on the street
Won't you come over and eat with me
And let me show you how to whip-whip-whip-whip that recipe

I don't want your apple pie, mama
Yeah, I ain't tryna dap up niggas blockin' me
Yeah, made it out the spot, straight to Quintana
And I'm still that nigga with diamonds on my blocka
I say when they come at me I bet they have some backup
I bet I take your bitch, she take that dick straight up the stasher
Keep an ounce of garlic just to keep away the Draculas
I just seek out to find my home, why can't they just leave me 'lone

'Cause I don't want your apple pie, no no mama
I don't want your apple pie, no, yeah
I don't want your apple pie, mama
I don't want your apple pie no more
I need my own pepper pepper, please, pepper, pepper seeds
Need my own reme-remedy, my own legacy
Yeah I don't want your apple pie, mama
I need my own pepper please
My own legacy, my own recipe

I came to get it nominated
From a spot that y'all seen Bun B blow up (ooh)
I hate to break your heart, I bet I'll make the mark
That y'all see a legacy go up (ooh)
Goyard done break your pockets
Boy, I'm out in Paris lettin' all these beats go up (ooh)
I make in one appearance
What these niggas hatin' makin' in four seasons (ooh)
H-Town, know we gon' stunt
I'm for real and your Rollie tick (ooh)
Look bitch, this the Rodeo
But I ain't goin' out for your bullshit (ooh)
And I don't want your apple pie, mama (ooh)
I don't wanna dap up niggas blockin' me (ooh)
I am everything except a rapper
Shit, I got at least twnety-five lighters on my dresser, aw, yeah (ooh)

Roxanne tonight
Roxanne tonight (yup, yup)
Roxanne tonight (yup, yup, yup)
Roxanne tonight (yup, yup, yup)
Roxanne tonight (yup, yup, yup)
Roxanne tonight (yup, yup, yup)

Que será, será, so the story goes
On and on and back and forth, the evolution's absolute
Tours and shows and groupie whores
Wouldn't hesitate if he had to shoot
Though he'd rather not
Forever been the elephant in the room
That everyone can't wait to run and tell about
The head to the body of the belligerent militant group
That sponsors the revolution that will not be televised
Decide to cross those lil' guys, you've obviously been ill-advised
Yet and still, the question that arises to the mind




Will he make it? Was it worth it?
Did he win? Will he survive? The Rodeo

Overall Meaning

In Travi$ Scott's song "Apple Pie," he talks about his independence and wanting to forge his own path in life. When someone offers him their "apple pie" in the song, he declines, saying he needs his own "recipe" and "legacy." He references his success in the music industry, saying he's made it big and doesn't need to associate with the "niggas blockin' me." He reflects on his position in life, describing himself as an "elephant in the room" who sponsors a revolution that won't be televised. The last section of the song mentions Roxanne, a woman who isn't interested in him romantically, but he says he'll keep trying anyway.


Line by Line Meaning

She say your bad ass always had a thing for sweets
She implies that you are a tough guy with a soft spot for desserts


Guess that's why I'm so hot on the street
Your love for sweets makes you popular and in demand


Won't you and your friends come eat with me
Come over with your buddies and enjoy some delicious treats


And let me show you how to whip that recipe
I'll demonstrate how to properly make this dish


I don't want your apple pie, mama
I don't want your patronizing, maternal affection


Yeah, I ain't tryna dap up niggas blockin' me
I don't want to fist bump guys who are hindering my progress


Yeah, made it out the spot, straight to Quintana
I escaped from my troubles and went straight to success


And I'm still that nigga with diamonds on my blocka
I'm still the guy who flaunts his wealth with diamond-studded watches


I say when they come at me I bet they have some backup
I bet my enemies will have reinforcements when they attack


I bet I take your bitch, she take that dick straight up the stasher
I bet I'll steal your girlfriend and have sex with her in secret


Keep an ounce of garlic just to keep away the Draculas
I keep garlic to ward off imaginary creatures that act as symbols of real life threats


I just seek out to find my home, why can't they just leave me 'lone
I just want to find my place in the world, why can't people just let me be


I need my own pepper pepper, please, pepper, pepper seeds
I want to have my own unique style and flavor


Need my own reme-remedy, my own legacy
I want to have my own medicine and my own lasting achievements


I came to get it nominated
I came to get an award for my work


From a spot that y'all seen Bun B blow up (ooh)
From a place where you saw another artist, Bun B, become successful


I hate to break your heart, I bet I'll make the mark
I hate to disappoint you, but I'm confident that I'll achieve success


That y'all see a legacy go up (ooh)
You'll witness me create a lasting impact on the music industry


Goyard done break your pockets
The luxury brand Goyard has left you broke


Boy, I'm out in Paris lettin' all these beats go up (ooh)
I'm in Paris making music and releasing it to the world


I make in one appearance
I earn more money in one show than my enemies make in a year


What these niggas hatin' makin' in four seasons (ooh)
What my enemies earn in four years, I earn in one season of performing and touring


H-Town, know we gon' stunt
Houston, where I'm from, knows we're going to flaunt our success


I'm for real and your Rollie tick (ooh)
I'm authentic, and your Rolex watch keeps ticking


Look bitch, this the Rodeo
Listen carefully, this is the pinnacle of my career


But I ain't goin' out for your bullshit (ooh)
I won't put up with your nonsense


I am everything except a rapper
I'm more than just a rapper, I'm a multi-talented artist


Shit, I got at least twnety-five lighters on my dresser, aw, yeah (ooh)
I have a lot of lighters on my dresser, oh yeah!


Roxanne tonight
I'll have fun and perhaps meet a girl named Roxanne tonight


Que será, será, so the story goes
Whatever will be, will be, according to the story


On and on and back and forth, the evolution's absolute
The process of change continues indefinitely and is completely certain


Tours and shows and groupie whores
I perform concerts for my fans and attract women who seek my attention


Wouldn't hesitate if he had to shoot
I'm prepared to use weapons in self-defense


Though he'd rather not
However, I would prefer to avoid violence if possible


Forever been the elephant in the room
I've always been a topic of conversation that people are uncomfortable discussing


That everyone can't wait to run and tell about
That people are eager to share news of with others


The head to the body of the belligerent militant group
I'm the leader of a stubborn, aggressive group of individuals


That sponsors the revolution that will not be televised
This group advocates for radical change, but mainstream media won't cover it


Decide to cross those lil' guys, you've obviously been ill-advised
If you make an enemy out of us, you're making a big mistake


Yet and still, the question that arises to the mind
Despite this, the question remains


Will he make it? Was it worth it?
Will I achieve success? Was all the effort worth it?


Did he win? Will he survive? The Rodeo
Did I achieve success? Will I survive the challenges that come with fame?




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Brandon Michael Green, Brian Collins, Carl E Mccormick, Larrance Levar Dopson, Jacques Webster, Mike Dean, Olubowale Akintimehin, Terrace Martin

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