Lights (Love Sick)

[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott]
My momma always ask me bout attitude [bad word] momma I don't know at all
I met this chick who want to meet up the avenue
I had a feeling we'd have a ball
She knows stars, I know that
She want cars, I want jets
She want to get eloped, but I don't know yet
Pick up my fur after sitting, hanging in the coat check
Give me (?), she pick me off, I didn't hit the door yet [bad word] I'm sorry, but that [bad word] going be looking love sick
All on TV, crying to Maury, looking love sick
While I'm probably in the Rari, going Audi, [bad word] with molly
And we running on E, not the gas, but the molly
And she [bad word] with me so she came to have a party
Now she leaving with me, now you're love sick

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Travi$ Scott)
Dinner time, I'm dining out with a [bad word] star
She remind me of home, L.A., our second home
See see we met at Leon, plenty empty bottles of Lonestar
Conversation was long, how she landed from Rome
Yeah she did
Later on that night I got her back to the crib
Kicked off My Will&Rich and got her down to her skin
After all she got a little taste test of my kids
You know what, we used to dream about this
couple models and Cris
Way fresher than movies
Should of know it was fake, I could tell by the boobies
Treated life like a safe, load it up and then blew me
Yeah she did
Head so good it ain't even cost me
Woke up, she gone
Look what I lost, sheepskin and that (?)