Days Before Rodeo: The Prayer
Travis & Young Thug Lyrics
Midnight awakin', hyperventilatin'
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums would've thought I'd feel amazin'
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up swishers
Now it's Beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couch, just got paid to be here
On your girl, rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us, only wanted of Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Around 3 AM dog
I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami heater
Put it in a two seater, too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga got tats on my Visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it
I mean, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus, I mean, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus, I mean, Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
Jesus
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums would've thought I'd feel amazin'
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up swishers
Now it's Beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couch, just got paid to be here
On your girl, rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us, only wanted of Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Around 3 AM dog
I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami heater
Put it in a two seater, too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga got tats on my Visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it
I mean, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus, I mean, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus, I mean, Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
Jesus
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jacques Webster, Ebony Oshunrinde
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[Verse 1]
Midnight awakin', hyper ventilatin'
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums woulda thought I'd feel amazin'
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up swishas
Now its beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couches, got paid to be here
On your girl rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us, only wanted Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
[Chorus]
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
[Verse 2]
Around 3 AM, dawg
I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami Heat her, put her in a two-seater
Too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga, got tats on my visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it, I mean
[Chorus]
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
[Outro]
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
Jesus
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Jesus
Linda Dalope
[Verse 1:]
Midnight awakin', hyper ventilatin'
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums woulda thought I'd feel amazin' Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up swishas
Now it's beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couch, just got paid to be here
On your girl rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us, only wanted of Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
[Hook:]
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck around, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
[Verse 2:]
Around 3 AM dog, I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami heater
Put it in a two seater, too bad I couldn't three peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga got tats on my Visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it
[Hook x2]
[Interlude:]
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck around, lose my mind
Jesus
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Jesus
Lana Renthlei
Verse 1]
Midnight awakin', hyper ventilatin'
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums woulda thought I'd feel amazin'
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up swishas
Now its beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couches, got paid to be here
On your girl rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us, only wanted Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
[Chorus]
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
[Verse 2]
Around 3 AM, dawg
I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami Heat her, put her in a two-seater
Too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga, got tats on my visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it, I mean
[Chorus]
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
[Outro]
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
Jesus
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Jesus
PRETTYBVYFLVYD
Travis Scott is probably gonna become a legend
Let Yah Arise
No
Symere
Holy shit the ok Guy Saïd no
Marcus Davis
he already is
David marquez cx
The OK guy well I say maybe
David marquez cx
Who's samuel BTW need to know now
Josh Gill
This is crazy how people who commented on this 8 years earlier doesn’t know how good Travis is gonna be. And how he will change music forever
SteinchenTV
"is gonna be" he was always good.
bakal mert
thats crazy
zenkaiboost
He didn’t change music lmao