Travis Scott - 90210 (Official Instrumental)

I love how much the song references itself by the instrumental and Travis' vocals. If u pay attention, some patterns are almost the same in the 2nd part of the song, and there's a synth line that Travis sings in the 2nd part intro. It's just crazy to think that Travis, Mike Dean and WondaGurl can make masterpieces like that

i heard this in my dreams and i realized i was listening to it

How the hell did he rap on this beat, that’s absolutely crazy

Mhm, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Mama's bailing down that road, craving 9021-

She a porn star girl, ah, from the valley
(Honestly, God bless)
Who left her hometown world all for that alley
Ooh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties
(I hope it was wet like my jumper, though)
Ooh, used to take the long way home
Long way home, all for that candy, mm (hahaha)

Baby's hooked on feeling low
Do, do, do
Do, doo

Jacques turned La Flame, now he rolling on an Addy
Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty on a Caddy, oh
He might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyone
Pop anything, pop anything to find that alley
Hmm, yeah, to find that alley, mm

Baby's hooked on feeling low
Do, do, do
Do, doo

In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley
In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley, ooh
It's the superstar girl, superstar girl, roaming in that alley (baby's hooked on feeling low)
Ooh, in the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley (I gotta tell ya)
Ooh, aah

Ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah

My granny called, she said, "Travvy, you work too hard
I'm worried you forget about me"
I'm falling in and out of clouds, don't worry, I'ma get it, Granny, uh
What happened? Now my daddy happy
Mama called me up, that money coming and she love me
I done made it now, I done found life's meaning now
All them days her heart'd break, her heart not in pieces now

Friends turning into fraud niggas
Practicing half the passion, you niggas packaged different
All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it
I'ma sell it, your niggas salary, we 'bout to cap, bitch
Youngest nigga out of Houston at the Grammys
Smiling at 'em laughing at me
I passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked, then passed it back, bitch
All of this off of rapping, should've wrote this in Latin, yeah, yeah

Mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Cuzzo said we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a four
He passed the cigarette, I choke, woo
Told my auntie, "Put them 'Ports down, them 'Ports down"
Now you know you love your own now
Hit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose down
I ain't knockin', nigga, I knocked the door down, for sure now

Whole crew, I swear they counting on me
Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me
Houses on me, he got them ounces on him
Holy Father, come save these niggas, I'm styling on 'em
Good Lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses
I'm driving too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them
Just this guy from north of the border, my chips is in order
My mom's biggest supporter so now a nigga support a nigga

Still one of his best songs

uh, uh, uh 🥰

Bro pls make Maria I'm Drunk instrumental i beg you

thank you so much! favourite song

[Part I]

[Intro: Travis Scott, Kacy Hill & Chantel Jeffries]
(Dean, what's poppin'? Hahahahaha. Yo, Travis)
Mhm, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Mama's mailin' out that blow, cravin' 9021—

[Verse 1: Travis Scott & Chantel Jeffries]
She a porn star girl, ah, from the valley
(Honestly, God bless)
Who left her hometown world all for that alley
Ooh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties
(I hope it was wet like my jumper, though)
Ooh, used to take the long way home
Long way home, all for that candy (Hahahahaha), mhm

[Chorus: Kacy Hill]
Baby's hooked on feeling low-ow
Do, do, do
Do, do

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Jacques turned La Flame, now he rollin' on an Addy
Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty on a Caddy, oh
He might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyone
Pop anything, pop anything to find that alley
Mhm, yeah, to find that alley, mhm

[Chorus: Kacy Hill]
Baby's hooked on feeling low-ow
Do, do, do
Do, do

[Segue: Travis Scott, Kacy Hill & Chantel Jeffries]
In the 90210, 90210, lookin' for that alley
In the 90210, 90210, lookin' for that alley, ooh
It's the superstar girl, superstar girl, roamin' in that alley
(Baby's hooked on feeling low-ow)
Ooh, in the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley
(Do, do)
Ooh, ahh
(I gotta tell ya)

[Part II]

[Intro: Travis Scott]
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Ooh-ooh
(All, all, all thang, thang)
(All, all, all thang, thang)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(All, all, all thang, thang)
(All, all, all thang, thang)
Yeah

[Verse: Travis Scott]
My granny called, she said, "Travvy, you work too hard
I'm worried you forget about me"
(All, all, all)
I'm fallin' in and out of clouds
Don't worry, I'ma get it, Granny, uh
What happened? Now my daddy happy
Mama called me up, that money comin' and she love me
(All, all, all thang, thang)
I done made it now, I done found life's meanin' now
(All, all, all thang, thang)
All them days her heart'd break, her heart not in pieces now
Friends turnin' into fraud niggas
Practicin' half the passion, you niggas packaged different
(All, all, all thang, thang)
All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it
(All, all, all thang, thang)
I'ma sell it, your niggas salary, we 'bout to cap, bitch
Youngest nigga out of Houston at the Grammys
Smilin' at 'em laughin' at me
I passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked, then passed it back, bitch
(All, all, all thang, thang)
All of this off of rappin', should've wrote this in Latin, yeah-yeah
(All, all, all thang, thang)
Mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Cuzzo said we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a four
He passed the cigarette, I choke, woo
Told my auntie, "Put them 'Ports down, them 'Ports down"
Now you know you love your own now
Hit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose down
I ain't knockin', nigga, I knocked the door down, for sure now
Whole crew, I swear they countin' on me
Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me
Houses on me, he got them ounces on him
Holy Father, come save these niggas, I'm stylin' on 'em
Good Lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses
I'm drivin' too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them
Just this guy from north of the border, my chips is in order
My mom's biggest supporter so now a nigga support a nigga

[Outro: Travis Scott]
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

BALL BALL BALL BALL 🗣️🗣️💯💯‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥

jaques bermon webster II went hard on this one guys

Does anyone know what key the first beat is in

The BAH BAH BAH had me dying 💀💀💀

Bo bo bought them

Mmm, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Mama's bailing down that road, craving 9021

She a porn star girl, oh, from the valley (honestly, God bless)
Who left her hometown world all for that alley
Oh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties
(I hope it was wet like my jumper, though)
Ooh, used to take the long way home, long way home, all for that candy

Baby's hooked on feeling low
Do, do, do
Do, do

Jacques turned La Flame, now he rolling on an Addy
Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty on a Caddy, ooh
He might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyone
Pop anything, pop anything to find that alley
Hmm, yeah, to find that alley (mmm)

Baby's hooked on feeling low
Do, do, do
Do, do

In that 90210, 90210, looking for that alley
In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley, ooh
It's the superstar girl (baby's hooked)
Superstar girl, roaming in that alley (on feeling low)
Oh, in the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley
Ooh-ah

Ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Yeah
My granny called, she said, "Travvy, you work too hard
I'm worried you forget about me"
I'm falling in and out of clouds, don't worry, I'ma get it, granny, uh
What happened? Now my daddy happy, mama called me up
That money coming and she love me, I done made it now
I done found life's meaning now, all them her heart'd break
Her heart not in pieces now
Friends turning into fraud niggas
Practicing half the passion, you niggas packaged different
All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it
I'ma sell it, you niggas salary 'bout to cap, bitch
Youngest nigga out of Houston at the Grammys
Smiling at 'em laughing at me
I passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked and passed it back, bitch
All of this off of rapping, should've wrote this in Latin

Yeah, yeah
Mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Cuzzo said we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a four
He passed the cigarette, I choke, woo
Told my auntie put them 'Ports down, them 'Ports down
Now you know you love your own now
Hit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose down
I ain't knockin', nigga, I knocked the door down, for sure now
Whole crew, I swear they counting on me
Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me
Houses on me, he got them ounces on him
Holy Father, come save these niggas, I'm styling on 'em
Good Lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses
I'm driving too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them
Just this guy from north of the border, my chips is in order
My mom's biggest supporter so now a nigga support her, nigga

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Travis on that beat us fireee

ball ball ball

Imagine kacy on the song

This Beat never gets old but I wish I could hear this for the first time again.

Lol this guy's Kanye's cousin there's no way

Great job fam!

Mmm, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Mama's bailing down that road, craving 9021
She a porn star girl, oh, from the valley (honestly, God bless)
Who left her hometown world all for that alley
Oh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties
(I hope it was wet like my jumper, though)
Ooh, used to take the long way home, long way home, all for that candy
Baby's hooked on feeling low
Do, do, do
Do, do
Jacques turned La Flame, now he rolling on an Addy
Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty on a Caddy, ooh
He might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyone
Pop anything, pop anything to find that alley
Hmm, yeah, to find that alley (mmm)
Baby's hooked on feeling low
Do, do, do
Do, do
In that 90210, 90210, looking for that alley
In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley, ooh
It's the superstar girl (baby's hooked)
Superstar girl, roaming in that alley (on feeling low)
Oh, in the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley
Ooh-ah
Ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah
My granny called, she said, "Travvy, you work too hard
I'm worried you forget about me"
I'm falling in and out of clouds, don't worry, I'ma get it, granny, uh
What happened? Now my daddy happy, mama called me up
That money coming and she love me, I done made it now
I done found life's meaning now, all them her heart'd break
Her heart not in pieces now
Friends turning into fraud niggas
Practicing half the passion, you niggas packaged different
All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it
I'ma sell it, you niggas salary 'bout to cap, bitch
Youngest nigga out of Houston at the Grammys
Smiling at 'em laughing at me
I passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked and passed it back, bitch
All of this off of rapping, should've wrote this in Latin
Yeah, yeah
Mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Cuzzo said we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a four
He passed the cigarette, I choke, woo
Told my auntie put them 'Ports down, them 'Ports down
Now you know you love your own now
Hit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose down
I ain't knockin', nigga, I knocked the door down, for sure now
Whole crew, I swear they counting on me
Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me
Houses on me, he got them ounces on him
Holy Father, come save these niggas, I'm styling on 'em
Good Lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses
I'm driving too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them
Just this guy from north of the border, my chips is in order
My mom's biggest supporter so now a nigga support her, nigga

this beat is a good transition between carrie freaking out over the blood and people laughing to when the murders them with no remorse. 1976 only.

Is it fine if I use this for my scary movie flim I been working on?

W beat Ong

Best beat ever heard

Dios, esa batería da la sensación de estar escuchando una canción antigua pero muy buena

That second part beat hits me in the feels. I remember hearing that for the first time and it made me tear up

Ba ba ba

This beat feels like different parts of the backrooms if it makes sense like you are descending into a deeper part of the song

Lo siento, no puedo dejar de oír este instrumental, me tiene loco😔

This instrumental is the best instrumental ever made you can cry , be mad , or just chill on it this is a pure masterpiece .

ball ball ball lin lin

That guitar in the first part tho