Correction Lyrics Franchise: new song by the amazing Travis scott by Travis Scott

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Lyrics

Yup, in my white tee, yeah
Call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Uh, they gon’ wipe you, before you wipe me
Unboxing my checks not my Nikes

Cacti not no iced tea (ah)
Got-’em bamboozled like I’m Spike Lee (ah)
You need more than Google just to find me (ah)
I just called up bae to get her hyphy (ah, ooh)
Incredible, Ici ici general
I just start the label just to sign me
Me and Chase connected like we siamesе
We’ve been on the run, feel likе a crime spree
Talk to me nicely, I seen his face, I seen it
Yup, on his white tee (lets go)

Yeah, yeah call the Sprite people (Call ‘em, hol’ on)
Private flight to France, tryna sight see (private flight)
Popped ’em in his hands, he was typing
Caterpillar ‘Rari, I fold it lift it up
I went on the stand told the judge to pass my cup
Ran up twenty million, told the devil keep the luck
Keep that, keep that hoe
RIP Pop, keep the smoke aye
Talk to me nicely (to me nicely)
Keep her on a chain, that ain't like me (that ain't like me)
Scotts with no strings you can't tie me (with the, hold on)
I’m higher than the plane, I’m where the Skypes be (doo, doo, doo, doo)
Yup, in my slime tee…(doo doo doo hee)
Princey in his prime heee…(doo doo doo hee)
Yellowbone too feisty heee...(doo doo doo hee)
Clean him up no napkin heee

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