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HYAENA (Explicit) - Travis Scott
Lyrics by：Jacques Webster/Ebony Oshunrinde/Mike Dean/Noah Goldstein/George Clinton/Edward Hazel/Derek Shulman/Ray Shulman/Andy Votel/Kerry Minnear
Composed by：Jacques Webster/Ebony Oshunrinde/Mike Dean/Noah Goldstein/George Clinton/Edward Hazel/Derek Shulman/Ray Shulman/Andy Votel/Kerry Minnear
Produced by：Travis Scott
The situation we are in at this time
Neither a good one nor is it so unblessed
It can change it can stay the same
I can say I can make my claim
Help help help

Yeah okay
This **** is outta control
I'm drivin' through Hell and I done brought snow
It's shinin' in here and I done brought glow
I hear the sirens right out the chateau run me the info
Tryna hear what you did not how you came close
'Cause I get bobblehead like I done made pro
I made Italian bread like I done made dough
I be all around the map
Write a show by myself like I'm Chelsea Handler
Or write a series 'bout my ******* like I'm Kelsey Grammar
Nicknamed the jet Jayhawk 'cause it's outta Kansas
You know it's Spaldin' in my top I'm in my esperanza
You know it's slammin' wall to wall
We gotta fill the stands up with slaps and the anthems
Poetic justice I got you in all my stanzas
Your model stands up queue everything I know about it
What we know
Where you shall go
Power ah
Uh yeah
C-notes B-notes I took the biggest boat
We stayed down for life it's like a to do 'em all
We too much involved to spend a single ounce of time
She bust a whole ounce by doin' lines
I had to leave like the leaves do trees
I'm finally home I wiped the stress then I touched that sweat
We took 'em 35 to 1 like this **** roulette
Hold up beg your pardon we done lit up baby
Set up told the preacher "Never finish" that's to say the least
Buy it never lease it but I gotta lease it
Mobile Mona type of pieces Met Gala night Jesus
Skip it hit the city party pack I got it with me
I'm shotty while I let you with me
I'm too bent to let you ride barely 'til it's empty
Gotta feel me pockets dumb fat and I got a skinny
Squad is with me and that's everything I know about it
Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time
For y'all have knocked her up
I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe
I was not offended
For I knew I had to rise above it all
Or drown in my own ****