What to Do
Travis Scott & Don Toliver Lyrics


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Why did we fall that evening?
Silhouettes for the evening
You might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm

Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up (uh-huh) (yeah)
Don't know what to do
Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up (uh-huh) (yeah)
Don't know what to do

I woke up on the seventeenth
Drunk as hell, you tellin' me
I was in the club, full of jealousy
Damn near caught a felony
One thing I know, two just wanna ride (uh-uh)
I did it outside (uh-uh)
I, you better go hide (uh-uh)
Put it on her feet and I glide
Step with the three like Clyde
Slide, slide
We rock the cream on the pie
But that's my better side (yeah)
I can't tell a lie (uh-uh)
This is televised (uh-uh)
You need better guys

Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)
Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)

Woke up on the seventeenth
With them tattoos, just is tellin' me
And them fantasies is outstandin' me
I'm only on the beat between 10 and 3
Took you, move you outside to the West
Down Southside by the 'jects
Tell me what a time, what a wreck
Never let it down, never let
Always thought T was a rex
Never thought T was a wreck
Put the ice T on your neck (neck)
When it go cold make you sweat
Never let you go, never (go, go)
Never let you go, you the best
But never let it go to your head (no)
I always got control of the
Whoa (yeah)

Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)
Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)

Silhouettes for the weekend
And you might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm

Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)
Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)

Fuck the club up
Still with my dogs
Please don't make the wrong moves, 'cause my weapon cocked

Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)
Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)

Still fucked up
Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up
Still fucked up (yeah)
Still fucked up
Still fucked up (yeah)




Still fucked up
Still fucked up (yeah)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Travis Scott's song "What to Do" featuring Don Toliver delve into the topics of heartbreak, confusion, and partying. The lines "Why did we fall that evening?" and "Silhouettes for the evening" evoke a sense of romantic nostalgia, perhaps hinting at a lost love that the singer is still struggling with. The chorus repetition of "Still fucked up, Don't know what to do" indicates that despite partying and indulging in vices, the singer cannot seem to shake off the pain of the past.


The verses introduce multiple themes, including jealousy and criminality. The lines "I was in the club, full of jealousy, Damn near caught a felony" illustrate the confusing emotional state of the singer, while the line "I always got control of the Whoa" implies a level of skill and control, perhaps in reference to criminal dealings. Don Toliver's verse offers a glimpse into his own romantic fantasies and the lines "Never let you go, never, Never let you go, you the best" emphasizes a desire to hold onto his loved one.


Overall, the lyrics present a complex web of emotions and experiences, with each artist bringing their own perspectives and experiences to the song's storytelling.


Line by Line Meaning

Why did we fall that evening?
Reflecting on the events of the evening and questioning why things didn't go as planned.


Silhouettes for the evening
The figures and outlines of people that can be seen during the night.


You might just be my type
Referring to someone as being the type of person they are attracted to.


And I know just what you like but I'm
Being aware of what the person they are speaking to is interested in but still has challenges to overcome.


Still fucked up (yeah)
Acknowledging that something isn't right or feeling overwhelmed.


Still fucked up (uh-huh) (yeah)
Expressing feelings of being out of control and uncertain about the situation at hand.


Don't know what to do
Feeling lost and confused about how to handle the situation.


I woke up on the seventeenth
Recalling a particular time when they were in a state of inebriation.


Drunk as hell, you tellin' me
Being under the influence of alcohol and being told about something that happened when they were not coherent.


I was in the club, full of jealousy
Being envious of something that happened while they were in a social setting.


Damn near caught a felony
Getting dangerously close to breaking the law and committing a criminal offense.


One thing I know, two just wanna ride (uh-uh)
Being sure of one thing but unsure about the motivations of other people.


I did it outside (uh-uh)
Doing something in an unconventional setting.


I, you better go hide (uh-uh)
Warning someone about potential consequences and telling them to take precautions.


Put it on her feet and I glide
Referring to a dance move where they move smoothly.


Step with the three like Clyde
Referring to a specific style of dance and a famous basketball player.


Slide, slide
Referring again to a dance move where they slide their feet effortlessly.


We rock the cream on the pie
Being successful and showing off their achievements.


But that's my better side (yeah)
Feeling more confident and comfortable in certain situations or aspects of their personality.


I can't tell a lie (uh-uh)
Acknowledging that they cannot be dishonest.


This is televised (uh-uh)
Being aware that everything that they do is under public scrutiny.


You need better guys
Telling someone they deserve a better quality of people to socialize with.


Woke up on the seventeenth
Recalling a particular time when they were in a state of inebriation.


With them tattoos, just is tellin' me
Being informed about something by someone who has tattoos.


And them fantasies is outstandin' me
Being intrigued by someone's imagination or thoughts.


I'm only on the beat between 10 and 3
Being involved in a particular profession that has specific working hours.


Took you, move you outside to the West
Taking someone to a particular location on the west side.


Down Southside by the 'jects
Going to the southern part of town to an area with public housing.


Tell me what a time, what a wreck
Asking others to discuss the events of a particular experience.


Never let it down, never let
Refusing to let something go or move on from it.


Always thought T was a rex
Always believing in oneself and seeing themselves as royalty.


Never thought T was a wreck
Never seeing oneself as falling apart or breaking down.


Put the ice T on your neck (neck)
Putting expensive jewelry around their neck to show off their wealth.


When it go cold make you sweat
Being able to handle anything that comes their way, no matter how difficult the situation becomes.


Never let you go, never (go, go)
Promising to stick by someone's side no matter what.


Never let you go, you the best
Acknowledging that the person they're speaking to is the best at what they do.


But never let it go to your head (no)
Advising someone not to become conceited or arrogant.


I always got control of the
Having and maintaining control in every situation.


Whoa (yeah)
Expressing surprise, often in an exaggerated manner.


Fuck the club up
Causing chaos and destruction in a nightclub setting.


Still with my dogs
Sticking close to their friends and allies.


Please don't make the wrong moves, 'cause my weapon cocked
Warning others not to make any mistakes or errors and being ready to use force if needed.


Still fucked up
Continuing to feel overwhelmed and out of control.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Caleb Toliver, Jacques Webster, James Austin Cyr, Julius Brown, Niv Kalisky, Sarah Elizabeth Schachner, Mike G. Dean

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@mrg.8754

Why did we fall that evening?
Silhouettes for the evening
You might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm—

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do

[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
I woke up on the seventeenth
Drunk as hell, you tellin' me
I was in the club, full of jealousy
Damn near caught a felony
One thing I know, two just wanna ride (Uh-uh)
I did it outside (Uh-uh)
I, you better go hide (Uh-uh)
Put it on her feet and I glide
Step with the three like Clyde, slide, slide
We rock the cream on the pie-ie-ie
But that's my better side (Yeah)
I can't tell a lie (Uh-uh)
This is televised (Uh-uh)
You need better guys

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Woke up on the seventeenth
With them tattoos, just is tellin' me
And them fantasies is outstandin' me
I'm only on the beat between 10 and 3
Took you, move you outside to the West
Down Southside by the 'jects
Tell me what a time, what a wreck
Never let it down, never let
Always thought T was a rex
Never thought T was a wreck
Put the ice T on your neck (Neck)
When it go cold make you sweat
Never let you go, never (Go, go)
Never let you go, you the best
But never let it go to your head (No)
I always got control of the
Woah (Yeah)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Refrain: Don Toliver]
Silhouettes for the weekend
And you might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm—

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Bridge: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes]
Fuck the club up
Still with my dawgs
Please don't make the wrong moves, 'cause my weapon cocked



@jarellhunte313

[Intro: Travis Scott]
Why did we fall that evening?
Silhouettes for the evening
You might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm—

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do

[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
I woke up on the seventeenth
Drunk as hell, you tellin' me
I was in the club, full of jealousy
Damn near caught a felony
One thing I know, two just wanna ride (Uh-uh)
I did it outside (Uh-uh)
I, you better go hide (Uh-uh)
Put it on her feet and I glide
Step with the three like Clyde, slide, slide
We rock the cream on the pie-ie-ie
But that's my better side (Yeah)
I can't tell a lie (Uh-uh)
This is televised (Uh-uh)
You need better guys

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Woke up on the seventeenth
With them tattoos, just is tellin' me
And them fantasies is outstandin' me
I'm only on the beat between 10 and 3
Took you, move you outside to the West
Down Southside by the 'jects
Tell me what a time, what a wreck
Never let it down, never let
Always thought T was a rex
Never thought T was a wreck
Put the ice T on your neck (Neck)
When it go cold make you sweat
Never let you go, never (Go, go)
Never let you go, you the best
But never let it go to your head (No)
I always got control of the
Woah (Yeah)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Refrain: Don Toliver]
Silhouettes for the weekend
And you might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm—

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Bridge: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes]
Fuck the club up
Still with my dawgs
Please don't make the wrong moves, 'cause my weapon cocked

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Outro: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)



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@Pleasehelpmereach1500subs

Travis Scott: What to do?
Don Toliver: No Idea

@ObitoUchiha-dr5px

underrated

@ale-lz4ui

LMAO

@ReallyCoolDickFace4477

I actually can’t say what the outcome will be....

@gi_yk638

Kkkkkkk

@hallelujahtv8112

He doesn’t know okay leave him alone😂😂😂

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@damianbrown6418

This song is made for a night drive
Jacks on the loose

@slowstroker8669

Damian Brown drunk driving

@Chief944

Big fax

@damianbrown6418

Much rather get head rolling the streets with this song than to drive like a retard drunk as hell

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