Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ozan Yildirim
Ozan Yildirim
Songwriter
Coleman
Coleman
Songwriter
Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood
Songwriter
Terrance George
Terrance George
Songwriter
Buddy Ross
Buddy Ross
Songwriter
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Producer
OZ
OZ
Producer
Derek “206derek” Anderson
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereya
Zach Pereya
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trey Station
Trey Station
Assistant Mixing Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mastering Engineer
Buddy Ross
Buddy Ross
Additional Producer
Coleman
Coleman
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5:00 a.m. and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still fuck? (Fuck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still? (Mmm)
Tellin' you just how I feel right now
You said it's just the drugs and I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I lied too, way before, before (Let's go)
Before I had you right inside my arms
But then again, I could be drunk (It's lit, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Baby, I don't wanna sound righteous (Yeah)
I got twenty bitches suckin' like bisons
I just eeny, meeny, miney, roll the dices, I pick her (Pop it, pop it)
She ain't even really my type, and I hear
She been losin' herself to the night shift
She been losin' herself and I get it, oh, girl, yeah, I get it
Yeah, yeah, you've been fightin' for your shot
And you've been searchin' for your spot
Girl, I feel it, yeah, girl, I feel it, yeah
Oh, you think you got your groove
But you want someone like you
[Chorus]
Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 a.m. and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still fuck? (Fuck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still? (Mmm)
Tellin' you just how I feel right now
You said it's just the drugs and I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know (It's the kid, know it, damn it)
I lied too, way before, before (How they feelin'? How they feelin' right)
Before I had you right inside my arms (Feelin' like some money tonight)
But then again, I could be drunk (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I know, mami, I know (Know)
It's 2 a.m., don't stress (Stress)
At three, that bullshit kick in, in thirty, you'll feel your best
I turned my whole spot to crucial, it's crucial, the way I left (It's lit)
Upstairs is like a low, my new bitches be the best (Let's go)
I'm lookin' at her, when her startin' to turn into you (Her)
Now you startin' to fuck up my mind, is it you, is it her?
We brought Booby Trap to the 'burbs
F29 is my address, in case you ain't heard
It's floodin' upstairs, it's a leak
I don't make it squeak, make it squirt
I make this shit beat, bon appétit when I feast
Slippin' and slide through the streets, it takes a finesse
Especially in this Cabriolet Jeep, engine make it hard to creep
Just leave the gate open, through the side door, I'ma creep (Ooh, ooh)
Are you by the Turrell? And are the kids downstairs asleep?
And are you upstairs by yourself? A minute from there
Is there some room for me? Baby, do tell, do tell
[Chorus]
Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 a.m. and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still fuck? (Fuck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still? (Mmm)
Tellin' you just how I feel right now
You said it's just the drugs and I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I lied too, way before, before (Let's go)
Before I had you right inside my arms
But then again, I could be drunk
Written by: Evan Hood, Jacques Bermon Webster II, Josiah Sherman, Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood, Ozan Yildirim, Scotty Coleman, Terrance George
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