[Chorus: Travis Scott & Cassie]
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink somе, pop some
Smoke some, drink somе, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
You taste good like soul food
Parked up outside in the old school
The new me back with the old you
A dog always find his way back home and it's so true
Make it home, fall through and pop one
You know the motto's smoke some, drink some, pop some
Got your hand on my Glock while your ass ride shotgun
High stakes, you risk it every day
Ride around, around
I know fuckin' ugly n***as just not
Had to zero out the fade 'cause I'm not one

[Bridge: Travis Scott]
So smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one, yeah

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Cassie]
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
[Bridge: Travis Scott]
So smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one (lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one, yeah

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Imma run through
On the front stoops all gettin' ran through, yeah
Right, ball with it
Yeah, I'm in a cat calls with it
Yeah, I made phone call with it
Yeah, I made bank calls with it, (yeah)
And H-town lately where you find me, yeah
Ride around city, no ID, yeah
Back of the Benz where I find peace, yeah
Yeah, beat popular, and me notchin' this
From doo-wop an' em


[Chorus: Travis Scott & Cassie]
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
Smoke some, drink some, pop some
[Outro: Travis Scott]
Your mama never let you guys outside
She probably still beat your ass
Man, what the…
You a virgin? You a virgin, huh?
Your lil' small, your lil' skinny ass can't even take it
What you doin' with that weed?
Where you get that? Huh
I'ma tell your mama