Familiar - Ty Dolla Sign feat Travi$ Scott & Fredo Santana

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
That girl looked familiar
Real recognize real, that's familiar
I be ridin the whip that ain't familiar
Getting to the money, that's familiar
Ohhh that's familiar
That can't be yo girl, she familiar
If you ain't real we don't feel ya
Say my name to these hoes, that's familiar

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Say my name to these hoes, that's familiar
My name in these streets, that's familiar
Got so many hoes I can't remember
Young rich n_gga with a temper
Double cup full of Act, I be poured up
In the club, and my second chunk up
They know these hoes, they showin love
These ho n_ggas get no love
We goin up like every night
I f_ck a b_tch on every flight
But a bad b_tch getting threesomes
I said OK, I'll marry ya
Yea, she know that I'm that n_gga
And if they say yo name ain't that familiar?

[Hook]
That girl looked familiar
Real recognize real, that's familiar
I be ridin the whip that ain't familiar
Getting to the money, that's familiar
Ohhh that's familiar
That can't be yo girl, she familiar
If you ain't real we don't feel ya
Say my name to these hoes, that's familiar

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Icy slopes, groupies on a boat, seen that before
Saint Laurent, mixin uniqlo, I know that ain't yo ho
Straight up
But goddamn it, I'm so outlandish
I'm beatin all my n_ggas, and that building so outstanding
Just Lil John cus he chasin what's familiar
Had no car and there come Scooby in that rental
Times are simple, now b_tches comin andale, andale
I'm passin out state to state
Everyday my birthday
I'm pilin up, cake to cake
I'm a snort addict, whore addict
And I'm a porn star attraction
This feel like the all star game
That's Sylvester Stallone action
I need 2 Mrs. Jacksons
A full pack of Magnums
You ran a train, I ran er out
You took her took, we see you out
Goddamn!

[Hook]
That girl looked familiar
Real recognize real, that's familiar
I be ridin the whip that ain't familiar
Getting to the money, that's familiar
Ohhh that's familiar
That can't be yo girl, she familiar
If you ain't real we don't feel ya
Say my name to these hoes, that's familiar

[Verse 3: Fredo Santana]
I see that b_tch everywhere, I swear that b_tch see things
I seen that b_tch somewhere, I think it was the Heat game
You know I peeped her feet game, she head up on them red things
She took me to the back
Introduced me to her head game
Can't trust these b_tches
I swear these hoes familiar
She kiss you
But swallow all my children
I swear to God, these hoes be f_ckin anyone
I swear to God, these hoes be f_ckin anyone

[Hook: Fredo Santana]
Real sh_t, I ain't worried bout sh_t cus that money sh_t I chase it
Real sh_t, I ain't worried bout a b_tch cus half of these b_tches be basic
Real sh_t, I ain't worried bout sh_t, in the club, getting wasted
Real sh_t, I ain't worried bout sh_t, I'm drinkin liquor, no chaser

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
That girl looked familiar
Real recognize real, that's familiar
I be ridin the whip that ain't familiar
Getting to the money, that's familiar
Ohhh that's familiar
That can't be yo girl, she familiar
If you ain't real we don't feel ya
Say my name to these hoes, that's familiar

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