[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Yeah, yeah
Parked at the Days Inn, ain't takin' no days in, yeah (Ya!)
Don't need a vacation, I need a replacement, uh (Alright!)
Bustin' the lights out soon as we came in, yeah (It's lit!)
What're they talkin' about, what's it pertainin' (Yeah, yeah)
Need me a therapist to ask if I'm aging (Ya!)
This M-E-D it feel caved in (Ya!)
All of my demons invadin'
I live paranoid, hesitatin'
They bitin', they bitin', the cadence (Skrt, skrt)
Go out their way, it's okay (Skrt, skrt)
Just lock the doors at the basement (Skrt, skrt)
I got a gate with my face in it

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Yeah
Icy cold, it is so, it is so icy cold, yeah
Mixing the water with cheese is making the money get mold, yeah
Trying to be like gang, you better go get it in Vogue, yeah
Put 84s on lanes, I ride by you think it is spokes ('Pokes), uh
We did it, we said it, we spoke ('Poke), yeah
We put it out, thought it was smoke, this 504, uh
This is at home, right down the street, from Alamo (Straight up)