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Travis Scott – Birds in the Trap

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Travis Scott - Birds in the Trap

[Intro]
I was walking down the street and as I look up I see these two clowns doing absolutely nothing gettin’ on everybody fuckin’ nerves anyway I see this one car coming down the street
Acting all crazy and everything

Travis playing piano

"Sweet Sweet" playing in background

Woman
Travis I’m ready to go
Travis I’m ready to go
Travis I said I’m ready to go

Travis bumps into partygoer
Knocking his [drink] to the floor

Travis
Damn my nigga? what the fuck is wrong with my shit bro

[Person 2]
C’mon, How you gon fix that shit bro

Travis
Fix what my nigga

[Person 2]
Check this out my nigga

Travis
Shut up nigga that was fucking alcohol it ain’t wasn’t even drank, alright nigga, whatever nigga, haha (tss)

Travis Exiting
Waddup boy, Waddup nigga

Woman
I don’t see why every time we go somewhere you have to go and start something with somebody

Travis
Start what? I ain’t start nothin’

Woman
Why did you just try to fight him

Travis
That nigga trippin’, trippin’ over nothing

Woman
No I’m not you need to relax

Travis
Him and you trippin’ over nothin’
Oh for real

Travis
Man shut up and get in the whip

Woman
Don’t tell me to shut up

Travis
Fuck up
Bitch

Woman
Excuse me, Repeat yourself?

Travis
BITCHIN!

Woman
What is your problem?
I don’t understand why, how you think you can walk around and treat people however you wanna treat em

Travis
Shut Up, Jeez

Woman
That’s your ego, and your ego’s going to get you in trouble

Travis
Trouble nigga, I am trouble nigga

Woman
You don’t know how to treat anyone
You don’t know how to treat me
You don’t treat yourself well

Travis
Treat yourself well, fuck is you talkin’ bout

Woman
You treat yourself well? Maybe if you cared about yourself you would watch your actions, you know what, if you don’t want me to worry about you, if you don’t worry about you
I’m not gonna worry about you, let me out of the car

Travis
What?

Woman
Pull over and let me out of the car

Man get fuck out, fuck out man

Woman
I swear to god I can’t stand you

Travis
Whatever, close the door nigga

"sweet sweet" starts playing on the radio

[Travis start singing "the ends" over the "sweet sweet" beat]
Okay, I got it, copy
20/20, but I can’t see nobody
One eye open, Illuminati

[Travis talking to friends]
Oh shit yo waddup though
Get money
Waddup my nigga
See you got your little broads leaving pocketbooks and junk
Man hell yeah, I had to drop a bitch off there dog
She trippin’ bout some stupid ass shit (again?)
Hell yeah always trippin’
You know that bitch crazy
I guess that’s what they do
Man we at the spot I’m at a little table, I’m dippin’ out
I bumped into a nigga and he start trippin’ know what I’m sayin
Actin’ like he startin’ somethin’ at the motherfuckin’ spot
(straight up?) hell yeah, with some alcohol wasn’t no fuckin’ drank nigga must not know, you know me

Officer pulls up next to Travis
Slow down your vehicle your going too fast

Travis
Yes Sir

Person 2
Always messing with somebody man (always)
What’s been good though nothin’ to it but gettin’ this paper
We bout to get it in a little later man got the hook up
Definitely get a couple little bags and a couple broads
(approaching homeless person on bike) oh shit
Freind #2What the fuck?
Travis
Stay out the motherfuckin’ road It’s called a sidewalk nigga
(stupid ass)

Person 2
Shit mane I’m bout to serve him too (haha)

Travis
You stupid, this it right up here?
Person 2
Yeah this lil bridge
I’ll meet you up later, I’ll have a couple bags
Don’t forget the blunts

Travis
Already

Travis gets a hotdog from hotdog stand, drives off and
Gets in a car accident

Playing instrumental to "the ends"

Travis: Spoken
Dimness, my old brother
I can feel whispers flying over endless rain of meaningless chaos
Reality always exceed fiction
I can see an unborn generation
I can hear within the silence and see within the nothingness
Flashing neon lights trying to throw off and disturb my fucking judgment
Past, present, and future in a nonending circle
Hear my words of temptation and redemption
They made me believe I could escape
Remember this shit, remember me, the one who die here
It’s time to live

Playing "coordinate"

Travis steps off the roof of an abandoned building to be found on the ground of an abandoned construction site

Playing "the ends"

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