"The Scotts" Lyrics

The Scotts feat. Travis Scott and Kid Cudi

Let's go

We see the hype outside (yeah)

Right from the house, uh

Took it straight from outside (yeah)

Straight to the couch (mm)

We put the mic outside (yeah)

You lettin' the Scotts outside (yeah)

Air that shit out, uh (mm)

We runnin' the scouts (mm)

I got tats over my veins (yeah)

Ain't no controllin' the gang (yeah, yeah, yeah)

They never leave (mm)

We got control of the flows and, huh, uh, uh (yeah, mm)

'Cause that what I bleed (mm)

She drink a lot of the bourbon (yeah)

We heard that your wave went dry (yeah)

Like she from the street, uh (mm)

Move it in and out (mm)

We floodin' the drought, uh (mm)

Heard that your hood outside (yeah)

We added some routes (mm)

We keep the team on high (huh)

We havin' the goods outside (mm)

You lettin' the Scotts outside (mm)

Nigga, the cops outside (yeah)

We runnin' the scouts

Lock up the house (yeah, yeah)

Tell these phony bitches "beat it"

Some gold in they mouth (yeah, yeah)

Nigga, the Porsche outside (huh)

Without the top (yeah, nigga, yeah, yeah)

She want a mimosa-sa (yeah)

Bring in the shots (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Howdy, paper boy, he make 'em pay

With that photoshoppin' body, Adobe, help me

She in there makin' panini, she know I got all the bread

It's been a minute since my niggas been on it (huh, huh)

She know me, got it

I'ma hustle, havin' businesses

And I been dealin' with so many things, havin' so many dreams

They said Cleveland boy, he done made a way, hey

Headed for somewhere to go, anywhere cinema these, these

Gotta keep givin' 'em heat, heat (yeah)

Niggas don't know where to go

Let's go

Time we go double though, time they add up the math, math