Portland (ft. Travis Scott, Quavo)

Portland
Murda on the beat, so it's not nice
Yeah, my side girl got a 5S with the screen cracked
Still hit me back right away, better not never hesitate
Don't come around thinkin' you gettin' saved
Tryna show the dogs better days, got a torch tryna light the way
Biting everybody which is ironic 'cause your next album probably won't ever see the light of day
Half assed but you let 'em down
But I guess that's how you nigga's gettin' down
I'm so high up I'm like, how is you nigga's really gettin' down?
I could never have a kid then be out here still kidding around
Boys playin' around, where you really wanna take it now

F*** being rich when I'm forty, I'm tryna make it now
Never let these nigga's ride your wave
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Priscella Blanco with the trap moves
Never listen to the class rules
I spent a fifty on the chain (racks)
I got the keys to the streets
I got the keys to the warzone
Taking shots, feeling bulletproof
Flood my rollie
Out in Portland
Yeah, I might just go get the fame
The way that she servin' that cake
I mix, double the cup
Got my momma out the basement
That's a different type of face lift
Never let these nigga's ride your wave
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes