WHERE WAS YOU (Physical Version)

[Intro]

(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]

Ooh, I started from the bottom, huh, I stretched the note, uh

Put a chain on my buddy 'cause he never told, ooh

Switch up on my ho, drive Aventador

I been fuckin' this ho all week, she damn near gave me her code

Flexin', took a jet to Mexico

Stop textin' 'cause I'm not tryna check my phone

I'm in LA and I got ten hoes in a model home

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna еat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all thesе hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]

Cactus, Double-0, it's deeper than Air Force or Navy

All this brown and black around the bitch, but nothin' shady

Can you spin for me, baby? Talkin' 'bout one-eighty

Put her on a jet 'cause ain't no peace in that Mercedes

Shawty off the raw, in that game, she gon' have a ball

Fuck me good, you won't get a check, but you can meet the squad

Flight is booked, we gon' get in first, when we takin' off?

When you shoppin', they call you the mall 'cause you get 'em all

Where was you when we was on the floor and the rent was low?

Where was you when we was in the Mo and we had no more?

Where was you when I had to get low after shit got gold?

Got outta lock, went to Zona house, he was there for sure

Eighteen meetings in New York when I didn't have the dough

Where was you when Dozie took it for me? He was there for sure

Where was you when I needed the hard drives when I met with Hov?

Ask Bizzy, that nigga was busy even on parole

But came through, put it on Greyhound like he designed the road

Phase two, ten years later, he put Rovers on the road

Phase two, his lil' bro done topped it, now he the big bro

Out the bottom, really out the mud, really out the cold

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]

Ooh, I started from the bottom, huh, I stretched the note, uh

Put a chain on my buddy 'cause he never told, ooh

Switch up on my ho, drive Aventador

I been fuckin' this ho all week, she damn near gave me her code

Flexin', took a jet to Mexico

Stop textin' 'cause I'm not tryna check my phone

I'm in LA and I got ten hoes in a model home

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

[Verse 2: Future & Travis Scott]

(Woo, Pluto)

Bunch of rich niggas, ho chose up (Woah)

Flexin', space cadet, Jetson (Yeah, yeah)

I swapped her and her sister, I don't miss it (Woah)

She lesbian, her best friend, they textin' (Yeah)

I'll still fuck that ho if she catch me (Woah, woah)

Baguetties, give shorty a wedding (Yeah)

Finessin', long live Jugg King (Woah)

Started from the mud, started from the mud

Goin' to the club, I'ma make the money flood

Pourin' up the Tuss', pink lemon Crush

Drinkin' on the Texas, I done fell back in love

South of Francis (Woo), we go Monaco, on another planet

Fly her niece on a jet, we go Greece with the free

I got ten vibes with Trav, I got ten vibes with me

Ain't no regular car, this Bugatti a low-key

Party just like a rockstar in the middle of the sea

Party like a rockstar when we way overseas

Party like a rockstar when we out in European

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]

Ooh, I started from the bottom, huh, I stretched the note, uh

Put a chain on my buddy 'cause he never told, ooh

Switch up on my ho, drive Aventador

I been fuckin' this ho all week, she damn near gave me her code

Flexin', took a jet to Mexico

Stop textin' 'cause I'm not tryna check my phone

I'm in LA and I got ten hoes in a model home

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Yeah, killin' all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh