Nothing But Net lyrics

[Intro: Girl, PARTYNEXTDOOR & Travis Scott]
Hey, I'm not allowed to do this, but does anyone have a cigarette?
A menthol cigarette? It's my birthday
I don't smoke cigarettes
I don't either, that's why I look so young
Cigs? It's her birthday
I think Jordan does
Or just, anything
Jordan?
Jordan?

[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I might use the b*tch for a cook
I might use the b*tch for a shoot
Pistol was a rooster
Ayy (Yeah), yeah

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR & Young Thug]
f*ck that other side, n*gga, f*ck that other side
We don't play that sh*t
Yeah, grab your girl, tell your b*tch, "Just quit playin'"
Later we gon' play that sh*t
It's all good, it's alright
Plenty b*tches down to ride
Yeah, and if it all goes down (Brr)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
ABC, about to c*m
She like children on her tongue
I come red like I'm a nun (Woo)
Inhalin' kush with my lungs (Woo)
Covered in green like a f*ckin' iguana
End of the day I'm the mo'f*ckin' boss like the f*ckin' your honor
I got Travis Scott inside the spot
And he leanin' like a motherf*cker
I feed b*tches rocks and load the Glocks
And now she fiendin' like a motherf*cker
Her ass fat so she teasin' like a motherf*cker
Booty call, n*gga greedy than a motherf*cker
Hey, I wanna eat that little motherf*cker
Icy water, Fiji, motherf*cker
Let's get it

[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I might use the b*tch for a cook
I might use the b*tch for a shoot
Pistol was a rooster
Ayy (Yeah), yeah

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
f*ck that other side, n*gga, f*ck that other side
We don't play that sh*t
Yeah, grab your girl, tell your b*tch, "Just quit playin"
Later we gon' play that sh*t
It's all good, it's alright
Plenty b*tches down to ride
Yeah, and if it all goes down
[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Nothin' but net (Nothin' but net)
Not-not-nothin' but net (Swoosh, yeah, ballin')
Nothin' but net (Hoo, yeah)
Nothin' but net (Nothin' but net, hoo)
Ayy (Blatt, blatt, blatt)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Last call, last call for the weed and alcohol
Last call for you to slip out them drawers
Girl, I need it right now, get your ass in this stall
We ain't got time to stall
These n*ggas got me p*ssed off
Sippin' so long, girl, I'm p*ssin' Cristal
Sippin' and swervin'
My words don't know if I crashed into a pool or her jaw
Pops never home, left a long term
On the back when a lil' n*gga had to sit and deal with it
Loner turned rock star, n*gga, under the moon
Got the world in my palm, 'bout to rub her pus*y with it
When you dominate, it come with digits
Let her see the Tempur-Pedic
Bend it over, beat it, skeet it
Then delete it, then repeat it
Then repeat it (Yeah)
Then she told me...
[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
f*ck that other side, n*gga, f*ck that other side
We don't play that sh*t
Yeah, grab your girl, tell your b*tch, "Just quit playin"
Later we gon' play that sh*t
It's all good, it's alright
Plenty b*tches down to ride
Yeah, and if it all goes down

[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Nothin' but net (Nothin' but net)
Not-not-nothin' but net (Swoosh, yeah, ballin')
Nothin' but net (Hoo, yeah)
Nothin' but net (Nothin' but net, hoo)
Ayy (Blatt, blatt, blatt)