Meltdown Lyrics – Travis Scott | Drake
Meltdown Lyrics
Yeah! tensions is definitely rising, T’d up right now, T time t time, T time tea time tea time.
Tea-Time like i got a cup of this shit, Tea time like golf at a quarter to 6, I’d love to fuck on a regular bitch, Famous hoes lame but they stay on my dick, Heard your new joint it’s embarrassing shit, You talk to the cops on some therapist shit, You act like you love this american shit, But really the truth is you scared of the 6, Yeah you scared of the 6, yeah you scared of the 6.
Your bodyguard put in some work on a fluke, Now you wanna go and inherit that shit, Don’t talk to the boy ’bout comparisons shit, Or come to the boy on some arrogant shit, The weapons we got are some terrorist shit, Like tv producers we grrrrr we airing this shit, She askin’ for bread for her parents and shit, I told her i don’t got no cash, And she said she gon’ wait on a rack, On some arabic shit, I pull out a million and stare at the shit, My dick just got hard ’cause a wire just hit, My schedule is out come spin us for real, Man fuck all that spinnin’ the narrative shit, I melt down the chains that i bought from your boss, Give a fuck about all of that heritage shit, Since v not around the members done hung up the louis, They not even wearing that shit, Don’t come to the boy ’bout repairing some shit, Don’t come to the boy about sparing some shit, You lucky that vogue was suing ’cause, I would’ve been with the wassas in paris and shit.
Is you fuckin’ crazy?, Is you fuckin’ crazy ahhh, And they scared of the 7, 7, After 1, 3 then we turn up 11, Keep this shit open like 7, 11 it’s lit, Me at the house i got seven in heaven, They think i’m satanic i keep me a reverend, Lil’ shawty a therapist poppin’ her shit, She inching my way and she started confessing, I know what’s at stake i’m screamin’ free jeffrey, Connect collect calls right off of the celly, Gave her the blues not talkin’ ’bout belly, Don’t keep it sincere i go makaveli, I got the juice now it’s heavy juice, Always on t-time been ready t yeah, Is you fucking crazy is you f’, Yeah stoned let’s go.
Wrapping the cheese wrap around me ’cause, I’ve got property wrap cheese wrap, Chocolate ap and chocolate the vs, Got the willy wonka factory, Burn a athlete like it’s calories, Find another flame hot as me bitch!.
Yeah is you fucking crazy, Is you fucking crazy what, Is you fucking crazy na na, Is you fucking crazy uh, Is you fucking crazy uh, Is you fuckin is you fuckin, Is you fucking crazy.
I met these texas boys and ran it up a couple, Maybe couple maybe, Swanging in the pickup truckbaby fuck mercedes, I’ll fuck a nigga bitch but she can’t have the baby, Have the baby have the baby, I’ll shoot your ass in walmart, Like i’m dababy in walmart, Your boy going lionel messi, I go tom brady wooo, Used to wear the bust down, Back in my old days wooo, Now i let the chains hang, You gotta tuck yours maybe tuck it tuck it, Niggas talkin scarface i’m that in real life, Is you fucking crazy or what, Is you fucking crazy fucking crazy.
Man the club ain’t been the same, Since we lost mercedes straight up, Man the clique ain’t been the same, Since they lost the greatest, We outside with the army so you need the, Them boys rollin’ all brown, Like they whippin’ gravy, Make a circus outside like it, Barnum’s bailey it’s lit, Blickey hanging on my side, It’s like it’s really banging blickey blickey blickey, She move her panties to the side, She want it raw when faded huh huh huh huh.
Is you fucking crazy uh, Is you fucking crazy uh, Is you fucking crazy or what, Is you fucking crazy yeah, Is you fucking crazy or what, Is you fucking is you fucking, Is you fucking crazy.
Meltdown Song Info:
| Song: | Meltdown |