WHAT TO DO?

[Intro: Travis Scott]

Why do we fall at evening?

Silhouettes for the evening

You might just be my type

And I know just what you like, but I'm—

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

Still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Uh-huh, yeah)

Don't know what to do

Still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Uh-huh, yeah)

Don't know what to do

[Verse 1: Don Toliver & Travis Scott]

I woke up on the seventeenth

Drunk as hell, you tellin' me

I was in the club, full of jealousy

Damn near caught a felony

One thing I know, two girls wanna ride (Uh-huh)

I did it outside (Uh-huh)

I, you better go hide (Uh-huh)

Put it on her feet and I glide

Step with the three like Clyde, slide, slide

We rock the cream on the pie-ie-ie

But that's my better side (Yeah)

I can't tell a lie (Uh-huh)

This is televised (Uh-huh)

You need better guys (I'm tellin' ya)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

Still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Uh-huh)

Don't know what to do (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Uh-huh)

Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]

Woke up on the seventeenth

With new tattoos, just is tellin' me

And them fantasies is outstandin' me

I'm only on the beat between 10 and 3

Took you, move you outside to the West

Down Southside by the 'jects

Tell me what a time, what a wreck

Never let it down, never let

Always thought T was a rex (Rex)

Never thought T was a wreck

Put the ice T on your neck (Neck)

When the coco make you sweat

Never let you go, never (Go, go)

Never let you go, you the best

But never let it go to your head (No)

I always got control of the

Woah (Yeah)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

Still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Uh-huh)

Don't know what to do (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Uh-huh)

Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Refrain: Don Toliver]

Silhouettes for the weekend

And you might just be my type

And I know just what you like but I'm—

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

Still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Uh-huh)

Don't know what to do (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Uh-huh)

Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Bridge: Sheck Wes]

Fuck the club up, still with my dogs

Please don't make the wrong moves 'cause my weapon cocked

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

Still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Uh-huh)

Don't know what to do (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up (Uh-huh)

Don't know what to do (Yeah)

[Outro: Travis Scott]

Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)

Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)