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letra de no bystanders (og) - travis scott

[intro: juice wrld]
the party never ends
in a motel, playing with her friends, yeah
i’m tryna get revenge
you’ll be all out of love in the end

[pre-chorus: travis scott]
spent ten hours on this flight, man (ooh, ooh, ooh)
told the pilot ain’t no flight plans (ooh, ooh, ooh)
can’t believe whatever i’m sayin’ (ooh, ooh, ooh)
and they know whenever i land (ooh, ooh, ooh)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: sheck wes]
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up (b-tch!)
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up (b-tch!)
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up (yeah)

[post-chorus: juice wrld]
the party never ends
in a motel laying with my sins, yeah
i’m tryna get revenge
you’ll be all out of love in the end

[verse 1: travis scott]
bicentennial man, put the city on slam
she get trippy off xans, lost 21 grams
and she did it on cam, wasn’t no video dance
make my own rules, i really don’t pick, i just choose
i don’t set picks, i just shoot
chop and get screwed
i told her it’s b.y.o.b., that mean buy your own b00bs
put it on god, he the one who put me on top
can’t be put in a box, gotta move on the opps
never got the move on the drop
n-ggas tryna move on the scott
and move that deep, tryna run down, sh-t’s steep
gotta act a fool with the squad
next city, no sleep, back to the 713

[chorus: sheck wes]
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up (b-tch!)
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up (b-tch!)
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up (yeah)

[verse 2: travis scott]
heartbreak hotel
bet you can’t take no l’s
plug like aol
who say that i ain’t gon’ sell?
hand me the h, i’ll sell
she said “i got a n-gga”
i said “i ain’t gon’ tell”
buy it by the pound so it ain’t no scale
i’m sick of the drank (the drank, yeah)
the flippin’ of paint (the paint, yeah)
grippin’ the grain (wood grain, yeah)
whipping the tank (wu-tang, yeah)
my n-ggas gon’ flame (bang, yeah)
b-tch, i’m with gang (gang, yeah)
got your b-tch on the plane

[chorus: sheck wes & juice wrld]
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up (b-tch!)
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up (b-tch!)
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up
f-ck the club up, f-ck the club up (yeah)
the party never ends

- travis scott

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