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Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, Young Thug - Trance (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Programming
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Vocals
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
Peter Lee Johnson
Peter Lee Johnson
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Songwriter
Peter Lee Johnson
Peter Lee Johnson
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Producer
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Flo Ongonga
Flo Ongonga
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Zachary Acosta
Zachary Acosta
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Braden Davies
Braden Davies
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Did you forget? Do it for life
Chicago that time, all bullshit aside
Wonderful vibe, wonderful night
Did it with Trav
All I can hear is you and I
Up in this club, bumpin' and grind
Who made it flood? You see the signs
Signs, signs, signs
[Verse 1]
We pulled out the feathers for this type of weather
She pulled to the club to buss up a dub
She came with her man, I called in a sub
She givin' out hugs, we know 'bout them hugs
She put in my hand, don't know what it was
She know some of the fam, but don't know enough
My trust is in "In God We Trust"
I'm in a trance, yeah
Sippin' on Wock, don't do 'Tuss
She got her own fans, she need her a bus
Might give her a chance, it's givin' her
Out in a trance, it's givin' her
Not on no Xans, it's givin' her
**** with bands is givin' her (Trance)
A **** with plans is givin' her
Still in the gym, ain't did the implants
I like that for real, ain't givin' up
Like they know that you real, they give it up (Real)
Like if you got the steel, they give it up (Steel)
Takin' these M's they givin' us
Then run in the field like it's ten of us (Ten, ten, ten)
I'm cleanin' shit out like an enema
I make that shit look like a cinema (Ten, ten, ten)
[Verse 2]
Take off the top, baby, let's ride
I'm with my dawgs, I picked a side
She want the boss, the one own the tribe
I own the tribe, yeah
Arm out the window, just throw it when we ride
I bent the corner, scraped the wheels and the tires
Put twenty hoes on a boat till they tired
[Verse 3]
Everybody on
You know you need me, my ****
Just keep this shit real, don't you cry, what you saw?
Who else fuck up the city like us?
When it rains, it's a thunderstorm
I party at Shabba, in New York and L.A., where they keep on going till the dawn (Shabba)
Two-hundred K what I'm on (Two-hundred)
She licking all down my chest
I told her, "I ain't Slime, baby, call me SEX," yeah
It ain't no dope where I put these racks at, yeah
If you my hoe, I call you sexy, yeah
Goddamn, lately she so bad, it's dangerous
I backed out of the knot, she tried to tangle up
She got Paris manners and it's so dangerous
[Refrain]
I'm in a trance, it's givin' her
I'm in a trance, it's givin' her
I'm in a trance, it's givin' her
I'm in a trance, it's givin' her
I'm in a trance, it's givin' her
I'm in a trance, it's givin' her
[Outro]
Late night, late night, late, late night
To the side, to the side
Late night, night, this side
You got riptide in mind
I move so far in time
I move so far in time
I been whipped up at night
I been whipped up at night
With my fists up and drive
I've been **** up in time
I been pimped up at night
I've been working in time
I been moved right inside
I've been just like
It's this life
It's this life
It's this life
Written by: Allen Ritter, Jacques Bermon Webster II, Jeffery Williams, Leland Wayne, Peter Lee Johnson
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