Neighbor (feat. Travis Scott)

Shut the fuck up Yeah mane We still gettin' this paper Buddah Bless this beat Chorus: Travis Scott & Juicy J Jet to a check, aw, hit it in cash, hit it n' dash yeah, yeah Flash, she a dancer flash, she a dancer Stack it and fold em' stack it and fold Forty-two acres oh yeah fuck on my neighbor uh Told her don't say shit say, say, say Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Dawg I'm stuck yeah feel no drugs yeah That's my love in a cup yeah keep it short yeah, yeah Got the Dawgs in the cut yeah, yeah Verse 1: Travis Scott Really off balance, heard they got talent uh Really ecstatic, moon walkin' backwards uh Plane it got wood floors on the cabinet Hit the flight attendant diamond status Keep a actress on the addicts daily Looking like Boogie Nights in the 80's, ayy Chorus: Travis Scott & Juicy J Jet to a check, aw, hit it in cash yeah ho Hit it n' dash yeah ho Flash, she a dancer yeah ho Stack it and fold em' yeah ho Forty-two acres yeah ho, uh huh Fuck on my neighbor yeah ho Told her don't say shit yeah ho Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck yeah ho, fuck, fuck, fuck Dawg I'm stuck yeah feel no drugs yeah That's my love in a cup yeah keep it short yeah, yeah Got the Dawgs in the cut yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Verse 2: Juicy J I go live like Kodak like Kodak Niggas keep dyin', fuck Xanax fuck that I kill shit, what's next what's next Nick can't stop my flex can't stop that Stripper put it on her chest right there She even want no check no check Got Cartier on me like Offset Offset Ain't even gotta rap, nigga, I'm set Get to a check yeah, yeah I ain't even cash ain't even cash Fresh to death lookin' like I stepped up out a casket out a casket I'm gon take my shot you gon' pass it you gon' pass My bitch classy and she look just like Cassie but she nasty I'm fucked up, stuck, still fill up a cup Woke up like what the fuck is up, let's turn up yeah Fuck a buzz, yeah, I need drugs, let's turn up yeah Keep a torch, yeah, I'm a dog you a mutt, yeah Chorus: Travis Scott & Juicy J, Both Jet to a check, aw, hit it in cash Hit it n' dash yeah, yeah Flash, she a dancer woo Stack it and fold em' uh, uh Forty-two acres uh, okay fuck on my neighbor yeah, okay Told her don't say shit damn, uh Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Dawg I'm stuck yeah feel no drugs yeah That's my love in a cup yeah keep it short yeah Got the Dawgs in the cut yeah