[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
She take a shot of Hennessy
I take a shot of Pimp C and slow up
I do this shit for him and me
I'm the next lone star to blow-up
Picture being locked in a box
Selling beats cause you need dollars
They say I can make it to the league, mama
500 dollars all we need, mama
Then we gon' be on
Tired of seeing the lights off
Pops heatin' up the stove
Was close to stealing and killing, now just to get 'em on
Couple drinks down of Rosé
I'm tipsy, y'all faces done look like an emoji
The Rav4 turned into a Rover
Til' it took flight and ended up on the shoulder
Now our money a little longer
Lookin' back how we finnesin', we ain't know shit
They gave me three, got twenty five on the low
Who knew that lump sum would get me on
My fifteen seconds last a little longer, longer
I can shit all day, diaper
Call that eat all day, itis
Will I ever fall off? I doubt it
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
No, no, no, no
All these diamonds shinin'
All this gold on me, all these foes on us
How do I dodge these zombies?
They want my soul from me
Know that I'm gone, but one thing:
They will never catch me
Falling off, falling off (Never catch me)
Falling off, falling off (Never catch me)
Falling off, falling off (Never catch me)
Falling off, falling off

[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
(Oohh, ohh, oohh) Alright
(Oohh, ohh, oohh) Right
(Oohh, ohh, oohh)
(Oohh, ohh, oohh)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Now it's snap time, disrespectful rap time
Turn a n***a flat line
Wannabe-trill n***a, nap time (Uh)
You feel me?
We don't want that here no more
Cause we don't wanna ride
I did it all on my own and I did it on time
[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Yeah, uh
This the coldest demon in the pot
I done got it, [?], n***a, n***a, P-ride
Got it on my own, was sittin', bumpin' by the P-side
And the beast sides, on the [?], on the beat, ya
I [?] *mumbling* for the politician
Buildin' up another feelin', I done [?] feel it, Goddamn
I'm on a milli [?] now I'm on a milli
Beast, I beast, I got it by the [?]
*mumbling*, but now I been the meanest
Now I got it [?] in the [?]
Hold up, got the [?]
Got your bitch all in the DM
And we bumpin' like a [?], European like a, yeah

[Chorus: Travis Scott, with Tinashe]
No, no, no, no
All these diamonds shinin'
All this gold on me, all these foes on us
How do I dodge these zombies?
They want my soul from me
Know that I'm gone, but one thing:
They will never catch me
Falling off, falling off (Never catch me)
Falling off, falling off (Never catch me)
Falling off, falling off (Never catch me)
Falling off, falling off
[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
(Oohh, ohh, oohh) Alright
(Oohh, ohh, oohh) Right
(Oohh, ohh, oohh)
(Oohh, ohh, oohh)