Bài hát Mafia (2022 Billboard Music Awards) của Travis Scott ra mắt vào 17/05/2022. Travis Scott đã gây bất ngờ cho người hâm mộ của mình với hai bài hát mới, mang tên “Escape Plan” và “Mafia”. Trong phần lời mở đầu của bài hát, Travis Scott khoe rằng anh có thể tùy chỉnh mọi thứ từ cảm xúc, các mối quan hệ, rapper gợi ý rằng anh ấy thích những thứ độc quyền được tùy chỉnh theo ý thích của mình. Phân cảnh trong quán bar, Travis Scott la hét Mike Brown, người đứng đầu bộ phận an ninh của Travis Scott. Mike Brown được biết đến là người xử lý tất cả các tình huống mà Travis muốn một người hâm mộ được hộ tống trong hoặc ngoài sân khấu. Tổng quan bài hát chính là ý muốn và khả năng làm chủ tất cả mọi thứ. Mời mọi người thưởng thức bài hát.
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2. Lời bài hát Mafia (2022 Billboard Music Awards)
[Travis Scott:]Custom the things, custom the wings
I had to custom the vibe, custom the link up
Cover the back of the lab, front cover magazine
Cover your eyes, cuddled up, back of the V (Yeah)
Our chemistry, just like the trappers and fiends (Ooh)
Our misery really ain’t nothin’ to see
I gotta travel the V, I like to travel to heat (Ooh)
Bring out a bag of the weed
Did I tell you I got my own weed? I had a lot to achieve
Blew it out and I’m relieved, take it down, now you relieve
Rather you leave, then you go back out on me
Don’t throw no daggers at me, you gotta shoot ’em at least
You know my Dodge supreme, I put in hours this week
Movin’ at rapid speed, like it’s a track, we meet
We got a timeless thing, we gotta find some Zs, yeah
Fuck shit up at the club, shit tucked
We be floatin’ front to back, back to back, Bentley truck
Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck
City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust
Like it thick with a bounce, we all in the count
Wine bottles cost ’bout a couch, you on the way with the wave
Stacks in my pouch, you know it jump at the house
You come with two when it’s late, know the brown one is my fav’
Then Mike Brown gon’ walk you out (Walk you out)
Step by step, watch yourself
Cleaners got anything you might’ve left
I couldn’t do none of this by myself
With mafia, they in the tuck
I gave you fifty to boost up your butt
I gave you the juice, you’d rather get buzzed
I tried to choose you, you’d rather go club
Know what to do, you rattled me up
Common denominator, we were steps from the diamond ages
Got a couple of vibrations
For the simulation, gotta re-up the hydration
We be floatin’ front to back, back to back, Bentley truck (You know I’ma bring a parade if I fall through this town today)
Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck (Ain’t even gotta check, you know we hardest niggas around)
City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust (We still pourin’ up for the niggas that can’t be around today) [Travis Scott:]Mm, mm, woah-ah, mm-mm
Woah, mm-mm, mm-mm
Fuck shit up at the club (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Drop down
Run around, run around [Travis Scott (J. Cole):]Fuck shit up at the club, shit tucked (Me and my niggas show up, you know it’s goin’ down)
We be floatin’ front to back, back to back, Bentley truck (You know I’ma bring a parade if I fall through this town today)
Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck (Ain’t even gotta check, you know we hardest niggas around)
City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust (We still pourin’ up for the niggas that can’t be around today)
Custom the things, custom the wings
Cm
I had to custom the vibe, custom the link up
Gm
Cover the back of the lab, front cover magazine
Cm Bb
Cover your eyes, cuddled up, back of the V (Yeah)
Gm
Our chemistry, just like the trappers and fiends (Ooh)
Cm Bb
Our misery really ain’t nothin’ to see
Gm
I gotta travel the V, I like to travel to heat (Ooh)
Cm
Bring out a bag of the weed
Gm
Did I tell you I got my own weed? I had a lot to achieve
Cm Bb
Blew it out and I’m relieved, take it down, now you relieve
Gm
Rather you leave, then you go back out on me
Cm
Don’t throw no daggers at me, you gotta shoot ’em at least
Gm
You know my Dodge supreme, I put in hours this week
Cm Bb
Movin’ at rapid speed, like it’s a track, we meet
Gm
We got a timeless thing, we gotta find some Zs, yeah
CHORUS
Cm
F* s* up at the club, s* tucked
Gm
Ba-ck up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck
Cm
City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust
VERSE
Cm
Like it thick with a bounce, we all in the count
Gm
Wine bottles cost ’bout a couch, you on the way with the wave
Cm
Stacks in my pouch, you know it jump at the house
Gm
You come with two when it’s late, know the brown one is my fav’
Cm
Then Mike Brown gon’ walk you out (Walk you out)
Cm
Step by step, watch yourself
Gm
Cleaners got anything you might’ve left
Gm
I couldn’t do none of this by myself
Cm
With mafia, they in the tuck
Cm
I gave you fifty to boost up your butt
Gm
I gave you the juice, you’d rather get buzzed
Gm
I tried to choose you, you’d rather go club
Cm
Know what to do, you rattled me up
Bb
Common denominator, we were steps from the diamond ages
Gm
Got a couple of vibrations
Gm
For the simulation, gotta re up the hydration
CHORUS
Cm
F* s* up at the club, s* tucked
Gm
(Me and my niggas show up, you know it’s goin’ down)
We be floatin’ front to back, back to back, Bentley truck
Gm Cm
(You know I’ma bring a parade if I fall through this town today)
Cm
Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck
Bb Gm
(Ain’t even gotta check, you know we hardest niggas around)
Gm
City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust
Gm
(We still pourin’ up for the niggas that can’t be around today)
Mm, mm, woah ah, mm mm
Woah, mm mm, mm mm
F* s* up at the club (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Drop down
Run around, run around
CHORUS
Cm
F* s* up at the club, s* tucked
Gm
(Me and my niggas show up, you know it’s goin’ down)
Cm
Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck
Gm
(Ain’t even gotta check, you know we hardest niggas around)
Gm
City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust
Gm
(We still pourin’ up for the niggas that can’t be around today)
