Sdp interlude (Original Version) – Travis Scott

It tastes good like soul food
Parked up outside in the old school
The new me back with the old you
The dog always find his way back home and it’s so true
Make it home, fall through and pop one
You know the models smoke some, drink some, pop one
Got your hand on my cock while your ass ride shotgun
High stakes, you risk it every day
Ride around the
I know fuckin’ ugly niggas just not fun
Had to zero out the fake cause I’m not one

So smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one, yeah

Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one

On the front stoops all gettin’ [?], yeah
Right, ball with it
Yeah, I’m in a cat call with it
Yeah, I made phone calls with it
Yeah, I made bank calls with it
And H-town lately where you find me
Ride round city no ID
Back of the Benz where I find peace
Yeah, beats popular, and
From [?} and them