Travis Scott - 90210 (feat. Kacy Hill)

[Intro]Mhm, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oohMama's bailing down that road, craving 9021-[Verse 1]She a porn star girl, oh, from the valleyWho left her hometown world all for that alleyOh, created Lake Tahoe all from her pantiesOoh, used to take the long way home, long way home, all for that candy, mm[Chorus]Baby's hooked on feeling lowDo, do, do, doDo, do, do, ooh[Verse 2]Jacques turned La Flame, now you rolling on an Addy50 on her chain, 'nother 50 on her CaddyOoh, he might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyonePop anything, pop anything to find that alleyHmm, yeah, to find that alley[Chorus]Baby's hooked on feeling lowDo, do, do, doDo, do, do, ooh[Bridge]In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alleyIn the 90210, 90210, looking for that alleyOoh, it's a superstar girl, superstar girl, roaming in that alley (Baby's hooked on feeling low)Ooh, in the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley[Verse 3]My granny called, she said "Travie, you work too hardI'm worried you'll forget about me"I'm falling in and out of clouds, don't worry, I'ma get it, GrannyWhat happened? Now my daddy happy, mama called me upThat money coming and she love me, I done made it nowI done found life's meaning now, all them days her heart'll breakHer heart not in pieces nowFriends turning into fraud ****Practicing, half the passion, you **** packaged differentAll you ****, you **** want the swag, you can't have itI'ma sell it, you **** salary, we 'bout to cap, bitchYoungest **** outta Houston at the GrammysSmiling at 'em laughing at meI passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked and passed it back, bitchAll of this off of rapping, should've wrote this in LatinYeah[Verse 4]Mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I knowI know, I know, I know, I know, I knowCuzzo said we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a 4He pass the cigarette, I chokeTold my auntie put them 'Ports down, them 'Ports downNow you know you love your own nowHit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose downI ain't knockin', ****, I knocked the door down, for sure nowWhole crew, I swear they counting on meGold chains, gold rings, I got an island on meHouses on me, he got them ounces on himHoly father, come save these ****, I'm styling on 'emGood Lord, I see my good fortune in all these horsesI'm driving too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignored themJust this guy from north of the border, my chips is in orderMy mom's biggest supporter, so now **** support a ****