In 2012, Scott signed his first major-label contract with Epic Records and a publishing deal with Kanye West's GOOD Music. In April 2013, he signed a joint-recording contract with Epic and T.I.'s Grand Hustle imprint. Scott's first full-length project, the mixtape OWL PHARAOH, was self-released in 2013. It was followed with a second mixtape, Days Before Rodeo, in 2014. His debut studio album, Rodeo (2015), was led by the hit single "Antidote". His second album, Birds in the Trap Sing McKnight (2016), became his first number one album on the Billboard 200. The following year, Scott released a collaborative album with Quavo titled Huncho Jack, Jack Huncho under the group name Huncho Jack.
In 2018, his third studio album, ASTROWORLD, was released to critical acclaim and produced his first Billboard Hot 100 number one single, "SICKO MODE". In late 2019, Scott's record label Cactus Jack Records released the compilation album JACKBOYS, which topped the Billboard 200. After the release of his single "FRANCHISE (feat. Young Thug & M.I.A.)" in 2020, Scott became the first artist on the Hot 100 to have three songs debut at number one in less than a year.
Scott has gained notoriety for controversies and legal issues regarding safety at his concerts. In November 2021, a mass-casualty crowd crush occurred during Scott's performance at the Astroworld Festival in his hometown of Houston, Texas, killing ten people and injuring hundreds of others.
On July 28, 2023, Scott released his fourth studio album UTOPIA, which became his fourth consectutive number one album on the Billboard 200.
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Bad Mood / Shit On You
Travi$ Scott Lyrics
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Fuck outta my business
I did things that most
Men will ask forgiveness broke the code
The commandments from my descendants
Who gives a fuck? New
Children in the buildin'
We ride with no limit's shut the fuck up
I'm in a bad mood
Rob that dude, fuck that couch
Burn that house we the cause of the era
New niggas with new terror
A thousand on the leather
You niggas should know better
We niggas new slaves, I do say (Fuck, fuck)
Twice only on a Tuesday when
I'm in a bad mood
Oooh, your skin mahogany (Fuck, Fuck)
Oooh, let's break the monotony
Government threw us in a maze (What?)
Had me trickin' 40k for some grades (What?)
Just to make 40k for the wage
Dropped out and made that in one day
I'm in a bad mood
Ooh, nigga I'm wildin' on 'em
Back pilin' on 'em (Pilin' on 'em)
I never feel the pain
Only God can make it rain (Make it rain)
So I must be Mary, Joseph, Allah
Kid of a disciple, these thoughts is suicidal
Jumpin' off a buildin'
Quit thinkin' like a psycho
They tryna find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty
Anxiety, after the meds, Kris Bobbi (Uh)
Skinny black bastard ridin' a Casper (Casper)
I tend to lose my thoughts when I walk (Walk)
They say I'm a slave so tell me the master
Now his head on the pendant by the cross
(By the cross)
Coke'd it then I fucked her for the theory
You know I'm crazy, I'm straight, no weary
(No weary)
I hate when conversates can't relate
You know it be fucking up my groove
When I'm in a bad mood
I can't wait i can't wait just to shit on you
This one for the fuck fake niggas
That love to just hate, dog
Always talkin' that wild shit (Wild shit)
See 'em never let them verbs off (Verbs off)
All these fuckin' missed calls
Might delete the whole call log (Call off)
Thousand dollars for the jeans, fam
She grip 'em when a nigga swerve off (yeah)
Think I need a desert eagle
Niggas in my face (My face)
Thinking they know Jacques
Niggas don't know me
Grew up on my lonestar, niggas roll that weed
(Niggas roll that, niggas roll that
Niggas roll that weed)
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
Just to shit on you
I can't wait, just to shit on you
(But why, Travis?)
Yeah, I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
Just to shit on you
I can't wait, just to shit on you yeah
In "Bad Mood / Shit On You," Travi$ Scott explores themes of rebellion, defiance, and frustration. The lyrics depict a sense of not caring about societal expectations or norms, as the artist engages in reckless behavior and disregards the consequence. He acknowledges breaking codes and commandments, highlighting his disregard for rules and norms that others might feel the need to ask forgiveness for.
Travi$ Scott mentions being in a bad mood throughout the song, which could be interpreted as a state of discontentment with the world around him. He expresses his frustration with the government, referencing being trapped in a maze and being tricked into spending money on education, only to make the same amount in a single day without it. The lyrics also touch upon mental health issues, anxiety, and the pressures of fame and success.
The song takes a darker turn as Travi$ Scott delves into thoughts of suicide, mentioning being perceived as crazy and having suicidal thoughts. He references figures like Chris Lighty, a renowned music executive who died by suicide, and Kris Bobbi, referring to Bobbi Kristina Brown, the daughter of Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston, who tragically died under controversial circumstances.
Overall, "Bad Mood / Shit On You" reflects Travi$ Scott's raw emotions and frustrations, painting a picture of someone who is rebellious, unapologetic, and trying to navigate the challenges of fame, anxiety, and societal pressures.
Line by Line Meaning
Fuck outta my business
Stay out of my personal affairs
I did things that most Men will ask forgiveness broke the code
I've taken actions that would make many people seek forgiveness, violating certain principles
The commandments from my descendants
The guidelines passed down by my ancestors
Who gives a fuck? New Children in the buildin'
Why should I care? There are new and rebellious individuals here
We ride with no limit's shut the fuck up
We go relentlessly without restrictions, so be quiet
Don't you hear me tryna finish?
Can't you hear me attempting to complete something?
I'm in a bad mood
I am feeling upset and frustrated
Rob that dude, fuck that couch
Steal from that person, disregard the consequences
Burn that house we the cause of the era
Destroy that residence, as we are responsible for the current state of affairs
New niggas with new terror
Fresh individuals with a different kind of fear and intimidation
A thousand on the leather
Spending a significant amount on luxurious items
You niggas should know better
You all should be more knowledgeable and aware
We niggas new slaves, I do say (Fuck, fuck)
We are the modern slaves, I confidently state
Twice only on a Tuesday when I'm in a bad mood
Only on a specific day, when I'm feeling upset, this happens twice
Oooh, your skin mahogany (Fuck, Fuck)
Oh, your skin is a deep, reddish-brown color
Oooh, let's break the monotony
Let's disrupt the dull sameness or uniformity
Government threw us in a maze (What?)
The authorities have trapped us in a perplexing situation
Had me trickin' 40k for some grades (What?)
Made me deceive and pay a significant amount for academic scores
Just to make 40k for the wage
Only to earn 40,000 dollars as payment
Dropped out and made that in one day
Left school and earned that same amount in just a day
Ooh, nigga I'm wildin' on 'em
Oh, I am behaving in a crazy, reckless manner towards them
Back pilin' on 'em (Pilin' on 'em)
Accumulating more actions or behaviors against them
I never feel the pain
I am numb and immune to pain
Only God can make it rain (Make it rain)
Only a divine force can cause it to rain
So I must be Mary, Joseph, Allah
Therefore, I must possess qualities of significant religious figures
Kid of a disciple, these thoughts is suicidal
Offspring of a devout follower, these thoughts are self-destructive
Jumpin' off a buildin'
Leaping off a building
Quit thinkin' like a psycho
Stop having irrational thoughts or behaving like a madman
They tryna find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty
They are attempting to locate a black man who is deceased, like Chris Lighty
Anxiety, after the meds, Kris Bobbi (Uh)
Feeling anxious, even after taking medication, like Kris Kross
Skinny black bastard ridin' a Casper (Casper)
Thin, African American individual riding a motorcycle called 'Casper'
I tend to lose my thoughts when I walk (Walk)
I often become lost in my thoughts while walking
They say I'm a slave so tell me the master
They claim I am enslaved, so explain who the one controlling me is
Now his head on the pendant by the cross (By the cross)
Now his head is displayed on the necklace near the crucifix
Coke'd it then I fucked her for the theory
Snorted cocaine then had sex with her based on a speculative idea
You know I'm crazy, I'm straight, no weary (No weary)
You are aware that I am eccentric and mentally unstable, but I am still fine and not tired
I hate when conversates can't relate
I dislike when conversations cannot connect or relate to each other
You know it be fucking up my groove
You know it disrupts and ruins my rhythm or flow
When I'm in a bad mood
During times when I am feeling upset and frustrated
This one for the fuck fake niggas
This is aimed at the insincere individuals
That love to just hate, dog
Those who enjoy expressing hatred, my friend
Always talkin' that wild shit (Wild shit)
Constantly saying outrageous things
See 'em never let them verbs off (Verbs off)
Witness them never actually taking action
All these fuckin' missed calls
A multitude of ignored phone calls
Might delete the whole call log (Call off)
Might remove the entire record of incoming calls
Thousand dollars for the jeans, fam
Spending a significant amount on the jeans, my friend
She grip 'em when a nigga swerve off (yeah)
She holds onto them tightly when I abruptly change direction
Think I need a desert eagle
I believe I require a powerful handgun
Niggas in my face (My face)
Individuals confronting me
Thinking they know Jacques
Believing they understand me fully
Niggas don't know me
Individuals are unfamiliar with who I truly am
Grew up on my lonestar, niggas roll that weed
Raised in my hometown, people smoke marijuana
I can't wait just to shit on you
I am eagerly anticipating the opportunity to humiliate or overshadow you
Yeah, I, I, I can't wait just to shit on you
Yeah, I really cannot wait to humiliate or overshadow you
Just to shit on you
Simply to humiliate or overshadow you
I can't wait, just to shit on you
I am extremely excited to humiliate or overshadow you
(But why, Travis?)
(But why, Travis?)
Yeah, I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
Yeah, I really cannot wait to humiliate or overshadow you
I can't wait, just to shit on you
I am extremely excited to humiliate or overshadow you
Just to shit on you
Simply to humiliate or overshadow you
I can't wait, just to shit on you yeah
I am eagerly anticipating the opportunity to humiliate or overshadow you, yeah
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LERE ZONA
[Part 1: Bad Mood]
[Verse 1]
(I just have one question) Fuck outta my business
I did things that most men will ask forgiveness
Broke the code, the commandments from my descendants
Who gives a fuck? New children in the buildin'
We ride with no limits
Shut the fuck up, don't you hear me tryna finish?
I'm in a bad mood
[Verse 2]
Rob that dude, fuck that couch, burn that house
We the cause of the era, new niggas with new terror
A thousand on the leather, you niggas should know better
We niggas new slaves, I do say (Fuck, fuck)
Twice only on a Tuesday when I'm in a bad mood
Oooh, your skin mahogany (Fuck, Fuck)
Oooh, let's break the monotony
Government threw us in a maze (What?)
Had me trickin' 40k for some grades (What?)
Just to make 40k for the wage
Dropped out and made that in one day
I'm in a bad mood
[Verse 3]
Ooh nigga I'm wildin' on 'em, back pilin' on 'em (Pilin' on 'em)
I never feel the pain, only God can make it rain (Make it rain)
So I must be Mary, Joseph, Allah
Kid of a disciple, these thoughts is suicidal
Jumpin' off a buildin', quit thinkin' like a psycho
They tryna find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty
Anxiety, after the meds, Kris Bobbi (Uh)
[Verse 4]
Skinny black bastard ridin' a Casper (Casper)
I tend to lose my thoughts when I walk (Walk)
They say I'm a slave so tell me the master
Now his head on the pendant by the cross (By the cross)
Coke'd it then I fucked her for the theory
You know I'm crazy, I'm straight, no weary (No weary)
I hate when conversates can't relate
You know it be fucking up my groove when I'm in a bad mood
[Part 2: Shit On You]
[Bridge]
I can't wait... I can't wait... just to shit on you...
[Verse 5]
This one for the fuck fake niggas
That love to just hate, dog
Always talkin' that wild shit (Wild shit)
See 'em never let them verbs off (Verbs off)
All these fuckin' missed calls
Might delete the whole call log (Call off)
Thousand dollars for the jeans, fam
She grip 'em when a nigga swerve off (Yeah)
Think I need a desert eagle, niggas in my face (My face)
Thinking they know Jacques, niggas don't know me
Grew up on my lonestar, niggas roll that weed
(Niggas roll that, niggas roll that, niggas roll that weed)
[Chorus]
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
Just to shit on you
I can't wait, just to shit on you
(But why, Travis?)
Yeah, I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
Just to shit on you
I can't wait, just to shit on you
Yeah
YOURE WELCOME
Rosie the Riveter
Fuck outta my business
I did things that most men would ask forgiveness
Broke the code, the commandments from my descendants
Who gives a fuck? New children in the buildin'
We ride with no limits
Shut the fuck up, don't you hear me tryna finish?
I'm in a bad mood
Rob that dude
Fuck that couch
Burn that house
We the cause of the era, you niggas we're new terror
A thousand on the leather, you niggas should know better
Some niggas new slaves, I do say (fuck fuck fuck...)
Twice only on a tuesday
When I'm in a bad mood
Your skin mahogany (fuck fuck fuck)
Let's break the monotony
Government threw us in a maze (wut?)
Have you trickin' forty K for some grades (wut?)
Just to make forty K for the wage
Dropped out and made that in one day
I'm in a bad mood
Ooh nigga I'm wildin' on 'em
Mm, back pilin on 'em
I never feel the pain
Only God can make it rain
So I must be Mary, Joseph, Allah
Kid of a disciple, these thoughts is suicidal
Jumpin' off a buildin', quit thinkin' like a psycho
They tryna find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty
Anxiety under the meds Chris Cardiac
Skinny black bastard ridin' Casper
I tend to lose my thoughts when I walk
They say I'm a slave so tell me the master
Now his head on the pendant by the cross
Coke'd it then I fucked her for the theory
You know I'm crazy, I'm straight, no weary
I hate when conversates can't relate
You know, just be fuckin' up my mood
When I'm in a bad mood
I can't wait just to shit on you
This one for the fuck fake niggas
That love to just hate, dawg
Always talkin' that wild shit
See 'em never let them verbs off
All these fuckin' missed calls
I delete the whole call log
Thousand dollars for the jeans, fam
She grip 'em when a nigga swerve off
Think I need a desert A
Need to zip my face
Thinkin' ain't no job
Niggas don't know me
Grew up on my lonestar
Niggas roll that weed
I, I
I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I
I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I
I can't wait, just to shit on you
Just to shit on you
I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I
I can't wait, just to shit on you
Whatever Cozy
This song is just so beautifully and amazingly choreographed and broken down, from the synths, transitions and the way Travis vocals ties in with the song. Just absolutely fucking genius man. Pure genius.
Whatever Cozy
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Kwaton Fleming
Facts man. I miss the old Travis. Didn’t give a fuck about impressing no one. Just went in the stu and layed some amazing work. This new Travi too commercial man
just a nigga with a rocket launcher
@Kwaton Fleming you have to evolve, you cant be making the same shit you did 7 years ago. its like when you look st a picture of you from 2 years ago and you cringe because your fashion sense got better, same shit
Philly
@nik as of the past 2-3 years yeah but rodeo which was made after this was his best work
watermelon
'Bad Mood /Shit On You' 5 years later is still one of the greatest Travis Scott songs. The production and current Kid Cudi flow on this were genius, and so was splitting the song into two parts with different beats.
Scott Mescudi
Ahead of its time
M P
@Scott Mescudi seriously
Yung Beamer
@Scott Mescudi are you jesus?
Scott Mescudi
@Yung Beamer its up 2 u to realize