CHAMPAIN & VACAY Lyrics – Travis Scott, Don Toliver

Read the full CHAMPAIN & VACAY lyrics by Travis Scott and Don Toliver along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Travis Scott’s music, you can also explore KICK OUT and Facts, two other songs by Travis Scott.

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame & Travis Scott]
Brick Squad
Travis, Waka, Scott, Flocka, Flame
Mm, mm
Mm

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Waka Flocka Flame]
This s*it get intergalactic (Yeah, Flocka)
Just like the ski lifts, take these b!tches to Aspen (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Know you a freak, girl, you can stop all the acting (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
She don’t really do the vacay and the champagne (No way, yup)
She wanna go hard in the damn paint (Flocka, yeah)

Let me see you go hard just for me, babe
Can you go hard? (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

[Interlude: Waka Flocka Flame]
Squad (Squad)
(North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood, Orange—)
Baow, baow, Flocka

[Verse: Travis Scott, Waka Flocka Flame & Don Toliver]
Back and I’m ‘causin a stir
How the fu*k I got the drink out in Europe? Shawty keep twisting her hair (Baow, baow, baow)
She wanna see how the— hah, hah, she wanna see how the
JACKBOYS move (Flex, baow, brr)
Spit on the mic, baby, check, one, two (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup)
Couple of killers, I’m flying a private, I ain’t even gotta go check my tool (Flocka)
Hey, what’s up? What’s up? What’s up with n!ggas?
They wonder why I don’t wan’ fu*k with n!ggas
Remember when they wouldn’t fu*k with n!ggas
I changed the city from all that I know (Baow, baow)
I’m tryna bring a Grammy to the Mo
Soon as she see me, she open her throat
Call her Little Caesars, she hot, hot and ready to go (Rolling)
I don’t like turning up none of my hoes
S*it that I hit n!ggas never would know
You’re not my s*it, that’s twinski

Fu*k me good, get an AMG Benzki or a brand new Lambski (Ski)
N!ggas be praying they turn me down, whole time, n!gga, I been geeked (JACKBOYS 2, squad)
Yeah, hitting your b!tch whole time you been sleep
Walked in LV, ten chains, feeling like a n!gga just walked in ten deep (Yeah, JACKBOYS 2)
Yeah, man, I swear these old n!ggas kill me (Baow, baow)
Know my YNs feel me (Baow, baow, baow)
They just want the real me, yeah
Blue Bugatti, I’m dodging TMZ (Baow, baow)
Made a hundred off pushing T’s (Baow, baow, baow)
Now my phone on DND, yeah
I just made her pay the fee
I just made her stay for keeps
Riding s*it, it never leaves
You know how many T’s I— psh

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Waka Flocka Flame]
This s*it get intergalactic
Just like the ski lifts, take these b!tches to Aspen
Know you a freak, girl, you can stop all the acting (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
She don’t really do the vacay and the champagne (Flex)
She wanna go hard in the damn paint (You know, Flocka)
Let me see you go hard for me, babe
Can you go hard? (Squad)

[Outro: Bun B]
Paul and them, Paul and Juicy and them was the last n!ggas to fly
‘Cause they was not going nowhere without it
And when the goddamn Excursion came, that was, n!gga, that was it for them
They damn sure wasn’t flying, ’cause now they can bring as many n!ggas as they want
They got enough room for clothes, DJ turntables, sticks
Weed, liquor, all that s*it
All in one motherfu*king truck, n!gga