Here Are the Lyrics to Travis Scott & Kid Cudi's 'The Scotts'

“You lettin’ the Scotts” top the Billboard Hot 100 this week (chart dated May 9) when Travis Scott and Kid Cudi blasted straight to No. 1 with their joint hit “The Scotts.”

Cudi scores his first Hot 100 leader in his 11-year history on the chart, giving the glory “TO MY PARTNER IN RAGE TRAVIS AND ALL MY FANS AROUND THE WORLD THAT SUPPORTED US AND GOT US ON LISTS,” according to his tweet Monday (May 4) when the news broke.

Check out the lyrics and Scott’s Astronomical Fortnite concert experience where the single premiered below.

Let’s go

We see the hype outside (yeah)
Right from the house, uh
Took it straight from outside (yeah)
Straight to the couch (mm)
We put the mic outside (yeah)
Air that sh– out, uh (mm)
You lettin’ the Scotts outside (yeah)
We runnin’ the scouts (mm)
Ain’t no controllin’ the gang (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They never leave (mm)
I got tats over my veins (yeah)
‘Cause that what I bleed (mm)
She drink a lot of the bourbon (yeah)
Like she from the street, uh (mm)
We got control of the flows and, huh, uh, uh (yeah, mm)
We heard that your wave went dry (yeah)
We floodin’ the drought, uh (mm)
Heard that your hood outside (yeah)
We added some routes (mm)
We havin’ the goods outside (mm)
Move it in and out (mm)
You lettin’ the Scotts outside (mm)
We runnin’ the scouts

N—a, the cops outside (yeah)
Lock up the house (yeah, yeah)
We keep the team on high (huh)
Some gold in they mouth (yeah, yeah)
N—a, the Porsche outside (huh)
Without the top (yeah, n—a, yeah, yeah)
She want a mimosa-sa (yeah)
Bring in the shots (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell these phony bi—es “beat it”
With that photoshoppin’ body, Adobe, help me
She in there makin’ panini, she know I got all the bread
She know me, got it
I’ma hustle, havin’ businesses
It’s been a minute since my n—as been on it (huh, huh)
Howdy, paper boy, he make ’em pay
They said Cleveland boy, he done made a way, hey
Headed for somewhere to go, anywhere cinema these, these
N—as don’t know where to go
Gotta keep givin’ ’em heat, heat (yeah)
Time we go double though, time they add up the math, math
And I been dealin’ with so many things, havin’ so many dreams

Let’s go

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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Written by: David Biral, Denzel Baptiste, Jacques Webster, Mike Dean, Oladipo Omishore, Patrick Reynolds, Scott Mescudi