Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song ESCAPE PLAN , by - Travis Scott. Release date: 04.11.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
ESCAPE PLAN |
| Twelve-figure estate plan, that was the escape plan |
| But hate investigatin', that shit was a waste, man |
| But wait, I stopped the facin' 'cause shit just start erasin' |
| But wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin', olé (Let's go) |
| We out the basement, on one floor where it's vacant |
| She feelin' anxious to be out where it's dangerous, okay (It's lit) |
| Love how the chains hit, especially how I bang it, okay |
| Jamaican-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae (Yeah) |
| That WAP need draining, just havе it if you singing, okay (Woah) |
| Fuck that Birkin, she just need some encouragеment (Uh) |
| Fix that attitude, she think she need a surgeon, okay |
| And show some gratitude, I put you in that altitude, okay |
| It's stuck like magnets do, I put you in that magnitude, oh, hey (Yeah) |
| I embrace the pussy, I'm not tryna embarrass you (Straight up, ahh) |
| Okay, I got a lavish crew, me and Chase the rocker dated you (Woo, Woo) |
| Me and Bizzy trap, I'm not a rapper, a lot I do, a lot at you |
| A film director, Helter Skelter, off the seltzer like it's juice (Let's go, yeah) |
| Twelve figure estate plan, that was the escape plan |
| But hate investigatin', that shit was a waste, man (Right) |
| But wait, I stopped the facin' 'cause shit just start erasin' |
| But wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin', olé |
| We out the basement, on one floor where it's vacant (It's lit) |
| She feelin' anxious to be out where it's dangerous, okay (It's lit) |
| Love how the chains hit, especially how I bang it, okay |
| Jamaican-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae |
| Niggas dyin' for the chain around my neck, that's Life Alert (Ooh) |
| I be tryin' not to go back in my ways, I can't revert (Ooh) |
| The excursion, them seven seas, I drop her off at Turks (Yeah) |
| If it's static, then I'm having .50 drop 'em off at church |
| Up early rolling up a Benny, she just wanna taste the candy (Yeah, yeah) |
| Prolly soaking up her panties, nasty when she off the— (Woo, woo) |
| Bust a move, I'm Marco Angie, I just went and bought a planet |
| Nah, that shit was never planted (Yeah) |
| Twelve figure estate plan, that was the escape plan |
| But hate investigatin', that shit was a waste, man |
| But wait, I stopped the facin' 'cause shit just start erasin' |
| But wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin', olé |
| We out the basement, on one floor where it's vacant |
| She feelin' anxious to be out where it's dangerous, okay |
| Love how the chains hit, especially how I bang it, okay |
| Jamaican-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae |
| Yeah |