The song was originally slated for inclusion on Kanye West’s So Help Me God in 2014. According to Scott, it had a “completely different sounding beat,” but the same hook, and was to be a single for West. After West scrapped his vision for SHMG, he gave the track to Scott.
The artwork for the single was shot by Australian director and photographer Nabil Elderkin.
3500
Travis Scott Lyrics
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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
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
The song "3500" by Travis Scott featuring Future and 2 Chainz is a rap song that talks about the lavish lifestyle of these artists. The song starts with the image of a bandana wrapped around the head of a person who's scared. The chorus highlights the importance of "real" and "trill" individuals in their life who keep them afloat, with a focus on the people who have been with them from their struggles through their success. The verses are full of references to high-end fashion, expensive cars, drugs, and parties, expressing the message that they have made it to the top and are living life to the fullest. The song celebrates the trill and real people around them and gives a nod to their past struggles.
One possible interpretation of the lyrics is that the artists are highlighting how the success they have achieved hasn't come from nowhere. Instead, it is the result of the hard work they have put in, as well as the support of the trill people around them. The lyrics could also be interpreted as a critique of the music industry and capitalist culture, which focus on materialism, consumption, and wealth accumulation over everything else.
Line by Line Meaning
Bandana wrapped-wrapped 'round your head
Wearing a bandana around your head
For niggas that's scared
For the scared people
Ain't nobody triller than me
No one is more gangster than me
Ain't nobody triller than Scott
No one is more gangster than Travis Scott
Ain't nobody trill, man, I'm takin' they spot, yeah
No one else is as real as me, I'm taking their place
These niggas is scared
These people are cowards
Thirtys in the city movin' slow
Police are moving slowly in the city
Thirty, thirty, thirty-five hundred for the coat
A coat costs $3500
Only-only-only real niggas keep you float, keep you float
Only real gangsters can keep you safe
Only trill niggas I know
I only know real gangsters
Ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it
Ladies, order a lot of champagne
Painkillers, ain't got backpain, know you gotta love it
Taking painkillers even if you're not in pain
Tens out in NY, they in my hallways, I got a lobby of 'em
Many people are waiting for me in my hallway and lobby in New York
Up and Down with Chase, Monday nights, we made a hobby of it
Going out with Chase on Mondays is our hobby
Still down with the same dogs, man, they never loved us
I'm still loyal to my friends even though they never loved us
Gave my niggas all gold chains to remind me of it
I gave my friends gold chains to remind me of them
We're still holdin' that old thing, tryna rob me of it
They are trying to steal something from us
One time for the trill bitches that'll let me touch it
Shoutout to the real women who let me touch them
I'm papi though, they get it poppin' with me when I'm out in public
I'm in charge, and they follow my lead when we're in public
Flyin' through, I got a young 'Yonce with a Iggy on her
I have a beautiful woman with me who looks like Beyoncé and Iggy Azalea
Me and Metro do the same drugs, got a lot of it
Metro and I take the same drugs, and we have a lot of them
All these cups and damn, all these hoes, these niggas up to somethin'
All of these cups and women, I think something is going on
Touch down out in H-Town, there it might get ugly
When I arrive in H-Town, things might get ugly
It's trill niggas, where it's niggas, a whole army of 'em
There are real gangsters everywhere, like a whole army of them
I run the check up, I'm a hot nigga, don't tell my 'countant on me
I make a lot of money, but don't tell my accountant
Free Rowdy Rowdy, free Bobby Bobby, them the Shmurda homies
Free Rowdy Rebel and Bobby Shmurda, my friends
Dro with me, drank with me, lean like I'm Clark
I'm smoking weed, drinking, and taking lean like Superman's alter-ego, Clark Kent
Copping a Wraith then I throw it in park
I buy a Rolls Royce Wraith and then park it
You niggas from Mars, you ain't got no heart
You guys are from another planet and have no heart
I know lil one gon come with that A and that R
I know my little homie is going to come with his gun
(Only trill niggas I know)
(I only know real gangsters)
I'm counting I'm dripping I'm fiending
I'm counting my money, dripping with jewelry, and craving more drugs
I'm not from this planet, I was abandoned
I feel like an alien, I was abandoned by my parents
Trill niggas real niggas popping them pill niggas
Real gangsters take pills
I stack up a mil nigga like it's a lil nigga
I make a million dollars like it's no big deal
This for the one who's gon' load up the k for me
This is for the person who is going to load up the gun for me
This for the ones that ran off and didn't wait on me
This is for the people who ran away and didn't wait for me
This for the niggas that ran off and didn't wait on me
This is for the men who ran away and didn't wait for me
This for you bitch you ran off and did weight for me
This is for the woman who went to jail for me
Hood nigga fuck all that red carpet shit
I'm from the hood, I don't care about fancy events
Hood nigga I fuck a red carpet bitch
I'm from the hood, but I sleep with fancy women
I put a Rolls and a Royce on my wrist
I wear a Rolls Royce on my wrist as jewelry
You can smell promethazine when I piss
I drink so much lean that you can smell it in my pee
I pray to God he bring me Actavis
I pray to God he brings me Actavis (a brand of lean)
Ain't nobody triller than Metro ain't nobody triller than Scooter
No one is more gangster than Metro Boomin or Scooter Braun
Hop on the private I do it, take all the mollies I do it
I fly on a private jet and take a lot of ecstasy
The Bentley put up with no mileage I do it
I drive a Bentley with no concern about the mileage
These Styrofoams with me legitimate
These cups of lean are genuine
I'm proudly downing these Percocets
I'm proudly taking Percocets
We just want to be stoners lately, I've been on on on
We just want to smoke weed lately, that's all I've been doing
This money an option, this weed is an option, this lean is an option
I have a choice to spend my money on drugs
Your bitch is an option, her bitch is an option
I have options of women to sleep with
I send them through auctions
I sell them to other people
You paying that price for that punani
You're paying a high price for sex
This gold on my neck is a new Grammy
The gold chain around my neck is like a new Grammy award
My bathtub the size of swimming pools
My bathtub is as big as a swimming pool
Backstroke to my children room
I can swim backstroke to my children's room
Maybach in the living room
I have a Maybach car in my living room
I spent racks on these tennis shoes
I spent a lot of money on these sneakers
Niggas know what I'm finna do
People know what I'm about to do
Time for me to put the mink up
It's time for me to put my fur coat away
Forgiattos on a Brinks truck
I have Forgiato wheels on my Brinks truck
My favorite rapper drove a pink truck
My favorite rapper drove a pink truck
I do shit that you dreamed of
I do things you can only dream of
I was born with a mean mug
I was born with a mean facial expression
I was born with sum' nappy hair
I was born with curly hair
Drinkin' breast milk out a lean cup
I drink lean out of a cup made from a woman's breast
Tity Boi's my alias
Tity Boi is my nickname
Real niggas my radius
I only associate with real gangsters
Trill niggas on the song with me
Gangsters are on this song with me
If she bad as hell I'll pay the babysitter
If she's really hot, I'll pay for her babysitter
In a black Mercedes with her
Driving a black Mercedes with her
Doin' about 180 with her
Driving at a high speed with her
I was born a hustler, paraphernalia in my baby pictures
I was born as a hustler, with drugs in my baby pictures
Resident all eloquent, leather shit in my front yard
I'm living with all of my nice things in my front yard
Tv by my swimming pool, got it built like a sports bar
I have a TV by my swimming pool, built like a sports bar
Chevelle with a new motor, got the bitch like a sports car
I drive a Chevelle with a new motor, and it's as fast as a sports car
Yeah, my name is Tity Boi, I don't fuck with hoes that wear sports bras
My name is Tity Boi and I don't sleep with women who wear sports bras
Crib bigger than your imagination
My house is bigger than you can imagine
Call the trap house the gas station
I call the trap house the gas station
Call momma's house the Jag station
I call my mom's house the Jag station
Emoji sad faces
Emoji sad faces
Look at these niggas
Look at these people
I need to buy pocketbooks for these niggas
I need to buy purses for these people
Ain't nobody triller than Metro, ain't nobody triller than Scooter
No one is more gangster than Metro Boomin or Scooter Braun
We ride on a yacht, yeah
We ride on a yacht
(Only real niggas keep it float)
(Only real gangsters can stay afloat)
Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors
Ignore all of the rumors, just fuck 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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