[Intro: Travis Scott]
Why do we fall at evening?
Silhouettes for the evening
You might just be my type
And I know just what you like, but I'm—
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-huh, yeah)
Don't know what to do
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-huh, yeah)
Don't know what to do
[Verse 1: Don Toliver & Travis Scott]
I woke up on the seventeenth
Drunk as hell, you tellin' me
I was in the club, full of jealousy
Damn near caught a felony
One thing I know, two girls wanna ride (Uh-huh)
I did it outside (Uh-huh)
I, you better go hide (Uh-huh)
Put it on her feet and I glide
Step with the three like Clyde, slide, slide
We rock the cream on the pie-ie-ie
But that's my better side (Yeah)
I can't tell a lie (Uh-huh)
This is televised (Uh-huh)
You need better guys (I'm tellin' ya)
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Woke up on the seventeenth
With new tattoos, just is tellin' me
And them fantasies is outstandin' me
I'm only on the beat between 10 and 3
Took you, move you outside to the West
Down Southside by the 'jects
Tell me what a time, what a wreck
Never let it down, never let
Always thought T was a rex (Rex)
Never thought T was a wreck
Put the ice T on your neck (Neck)
When the coco make you sweat
Never let you go, never (Go, go)
Never let you go, you the best
But never let it go to your head (No)
I always got control of the
Woah (Yeah)
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
[Refrain: Don Toliver]
Silhouettes for the weekend
And you might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm—
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
[Bridge: Sheck Wes]
Fuck the club up, still with my dogs
Please don't make the wrong moves 'cause my weapon cocked
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
[Outro: Travis Scott]
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
