Having Been away for a while famous South African singer-songwriter, Dreamville has unleashed new fire tune and its dubbed “Stick” along with JID, J. Cole, Kenny Mason and Sheck Wes.
Stick is part of the many songs which Dreamville drops this year and its really worth the hype.
Stick is said to be one of the major hit tracks from the D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape album.
The single boasts of an incredible feature from JID, J. Cole, Kenny Mason and Sheck Wes, who delivered masterful verse that will leave the listeners in awe.
Download Travis Scott No Bystanders Ft. Juice WRLD, Sheck Wes MP3 Free Audio
No Bystanders is another classic tune by the talented American hip-hop rapper, Travis Scott featuring Juice WRLD and Sheck Wes.
Travis Scott, an American rapper, has a song called “No Bystanders” (stylized all caps) on his third studio album Astroworld (2018). Juice Wrld and Sheck Wes, two American rappers, contribute extra vocals to the song. The song incorporates the Three 6 Mafia song “Tear da Club Up.”
The song’s lyrics discuss Travis Scott’s dislike of non-partygoers and his lifestyle, referring to them as “bystanders” at his concerts. “The party never ends / In a motel, laying with my sins, yeah / I’m trying to get retribution / You’ll be all out of love in the end,” sings Juice Wrld in the song’s first verse.
Sheck Wes inserts the “Fuck the club up” and “Bitch!” ad-libs from “Tear the Club Up” into the chorus of the song.
No Bystanders lyrics by Travis Scott, Juice WRLD, Sheck Wes
The party never ends
In a motel, layin’ with my sins, yeah
I’m tryna get revenge
You’ll be all out of love in the end
Spent ten hours on this flight, man
Told the pilot ain’t no flight plans
Can’t believe whatever I’m seein’
And they know whenever I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah)
The party never ends
In a motel, layin’ with my sins, yeah
I’m tryna get revenge
You’ll be all out of love in the end
Bicentennial man, put the city on slam
She get trippy off Xans, lost twenty-one grams
And she did it on cam, wasn’t no video dance
Make my own rules
I really don’t pick, I just choose
I don’t set picks, I just shoot
Chopper gettin’ screwed
I told her it’s B.Y.O.B., that mean buy your own booze
Put it on God, he the one who put me on top
Can’t be put in a box, gotta move on the opps
Never got the move on the drop
Niggas tryna move on the Scott and, woo, that deep
Tryna run down, shit’s deep
Gotta act a fool with the squad
Next city, no sleep, back to the 713
Spent ten hours on this flight, man
Told the pilot ain’t no flight plans
Can’t believe whatever I’m seein’
And they know whenever I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah)
Heartbreak hotel, bet you can’t take no L’s
Plug like AOL, who say that I ain’t gon’ sell?
Hand me the I hate yourself
She said, “I got it, nigga”
I said, “I ain’t gon’ tell”
Buy it by the pound so it ain’t no scale
I’m sick of the drank (the drink, yeah)
The flippin’ of paint (the paint, yeah)
Grippin’ the grain (the grain, yeah)
Whippin’ the tank (the tank, yeah)
My niggas gon’ flame (bang, yeah)
Bitch, I’m with gang (gang, yeah)
Got your bitch on the plane
Spent ten hours on this flight, man
Told the pilot ain’t no flight plans
Can’t believe whatever I’m sayin’
And they know whenever I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah)
The party never ends
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
The party never ends (yeah)
Family function, ain’t no friends
Had a line around my ends
Turned ’em into Ms
Why you tryna make amends?
What’s that smell? It’s heaven’s scent
Like I drop straight out the wind
Dodgin’ hell and sins
I can’t go back there again
Now the dogs ain’t civilized
Take the one, feel vilified
You can’t see my suns
Like the light don’t hit this eye
In the function and I’m fried
It’s the strive it’s not the drive
When they open wide
It’s a riot, riot
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, for real, we walkin’ in this bitch heavy
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
They know me when they see me, nigga, ah!
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah)
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Murda Beatz present the visual for “Shopping Spree” featuring Lil Pump and Sheck Wes.
Ace American record producer Murda Beatz comes through today with the official music video for his recent track titled Shopping spree which features Lil Pump alongside Sheck Wes.
The visual was Directed & Edited by Dan Streit, Shot by Tanner Hall, while the audio was Produced by Satien Mehta.
