Travis Scott - Sdp interlude (extended)

You taste good like soul food

Parked up outside in the old-school

The new me back with the old you

A dog always find his way back home and it's so true

Make it home, fall through and pop one

You know the motto's: "Smoke some, drink some, pop one"

Got your hand on my Glock while your ass ride shotgun

High, high stakes, we risk it every day

Ride around, around

I know fuckin' ugly niggas just not fun

Had to zero out the fade 'cause I'm not one, yeah, yeah



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 (Lit)

Yeah



Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Ooh-ah)

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Ooh-ah)

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one