Wale feat. Travis Scott – Fish n Grits Lyrics

(Intro – Wale)
That post Rodeo flow, you know
Folarin the genius, Scott the king
Uh, look

(Verse 1 – Wale & Travis Scott)
Yeah, Cartier, what your wrist doing?
In the Ace with my ni**a whip
Real ni**a in that Will&Rich
I ain’t stopping til a ni**a fifty mil
I ain’t tripping til a ni**a hundred mil
I ain’t tripping til I’m five hundred mil
Funny, weighing on the money
But I’m buying ice to let all of these ni**as chill
Never ever gotta write a will
Ni**as won’t beat me like Emmett Till
Ni**as won’t bite me like Holyfield
Might run it back on you, I’m in the field
Hey, that money be coming in, look
Money be coming in, look
I just left the Rodeo
Then she riding my jawn again
She riding my jawn again, got up on again
And bone her, bone her, bone her, bone her
You know I’ma stoner, stoner, stoner, stoner
You know I’ma loner, loner, loner, loner
Smoking that dope, only Cali could do it
Doing my shows, all the b*tches gon bump us
Show off my car, there’s living with no limit
I could buy a house and a Benz in the morning
This is important

(Chorus – Travis Scott)
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whipping up a pot, fish grits
Never seen a night like this, yeah
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whipping up the pot, fish grits
Never had a night like this

(Verse 2 – Travis Scott)
Never seen nothing like this
Yeah, don’t make me hit the button, hit the nitrous
Yeah, bang her right soon as the light hit
Yeah, I tend to see the moon soon as the day flip
Yeah, auto, auto automatic
Swerving, switching through traffic
Every time I call your phone
I’m picking up, hearing static
Lobby looking like magic
Living room on stadium

(Verse 3 – Wale)
She ain’t too far from the DMV
From the DMV, I am the greatest one
I’m not a killer, boy, don’t make me one
I’ma chill, I got a baby coming
My partner said it’s gon be tougher for you
You ain’t s**king pu**y or fakers down
Real G ni**a, it’s elementary, ni**a
Doja rolled in a Swisher
Bun B, Pimp C, ni**a
Bun B, Pimp C, ni**a
Bun B, Pimp C, ni**a
Had to change the line a ni**a wrote because America just hate to sees ni**as winning
Yeah, woo!

(Chorus – Travis Scott)
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whipping up the pot, fish grits
Never seen a night like this, yeah
Never seen a night like this
Won’t you take a drag, another hit?
Whipping up the pot, fish grits
Never had a night like this

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