Maxo Kream and Travis Scott - The Relays

D.A. got that dope
On the flo'
Make them girls get down on the flo'
On the flo'

Nigga go live like EA, hey (yah)
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (yah)
Run through the dough like a relay, hey (yah)
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey (it's lit)
Hey, hey, 2K, ay (yah), fly, fly, high, fly (yah)
Nigga go live like EA, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (yah)
Run through the dough like a relay (yah)
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey (yaah)
Hey, hey, 2K, ay (yah), fly, fly, high, fly (yah)

Work a lil' bitch like a treadmill (Uh-huh)
Put a bitch on a track like an adlib (yrrm)
Fake tits, fake hair, but her ass real (fake booty)
Brown skin, light skin like Aunt Viv (uh, huh)
Put an arch in your back like a caterpillar (put it up)
Boss Max, tell the bitch call me daddy nigga (curreal)
I be gettin' the street money like Bankroll (uh-huh)
Tooted up in the air like a stank hoe (shake that ass)
Make a bitch do a line like a drum roll (snort it)
On her knees, make her blow like a trombone (suck it)
Selling twilight on the block like Mutombo (sell it)
She a thot, selling top like a fronto (hoe)
Mouth too flashy, wrist too glassy
Real street nigga, finger tips still ashy
Wrist bust down, patty cake, new Patek
Mark, set, go, lil' hoe get ready

'Cause a nigga go live like EA, hey (yah)
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (yah)
Run through the dough like a relay, hey (yah)
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey (it's lit)
Hey, hey, 2K, ay (yah), fly, fly, high, fly (yah)
Nigga go live like EA, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (yah)
Run through the dough like a relay, heyy (yah)
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey (yaah)
Hey, hey, 2K, ay (yah), fly, fly, high, fly (yah)

Throw that, throw back two ways
Pockets on baby, no due date (yeah)
Don't feel no way, racks so up, can't lose weight (alright)
Style like grapes, Ice T on skates (skrrt)
Stacks like safe, yeah, get you four-five placed (skrrt)
Don't matter to me, I'm over the fee
I'm over TT, I crash out the V
Slide with the Gs, we lean on the Cs
End up at the top, there's nowhere to be
Out on the road, I'm out on the go
There's platinum, no gold, they sit in the road (yeah!)
Hunnids in rows, the hunnids don't fold
The hunnids on hunnids on hunnids, it go (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't feel a way, it's been this way (alright)
Maxo been up, we ain't losing weight

Nigga go live like EA, hey (yah)
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (yah)
Run through the dough like a relay, hey (yah)
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey (it's lit)
Hey, hey, 2K, ay (yah), fly, fly, high, fly (yah)
Nigga go live like EA, hey
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (yah)
Run through the dough like a relay, hey (yah)
Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey (yah)
Make it rotate like a DJ, hey (yaah)
Hey, hey, 2K, ay (yah), fly, fly, high, fly (yah)

Hey, uh, throw it up
Shake that ass, hoe
Maxo, Travis, Maxo, Maxo
Get down on the flo'

Written by:
Barry White, Bernard James Freeman, Chad L. Butler, Emekwanem Biosah, Jacques Webster

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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