Where Was You – Travis Scott, Playboi Carti & Future

Intro
You should’ve, you should’ve been there (Yeah)
You should’ve been there, my nigga (Right)
You should, you should’ve been there
‘Cause if you who you say you, you are, then you should’ve been there
(Wake up, F1LTHY)

Chorus: Playboi Carti
Ooh, I started from the bottom, huh, I stretched the note, uh
Put a chain on my buddy ’cause he never told, ooh
Switch up on my ho, drive Aventador
I been fuckin’ this ho all week, she damn near gave me her code
Flexin’, took a jet to Mexico
Stop textin’ ’cause I’m not tryna check my phone
I’m in LA and I got ten hoes in a model home
Yeah, killin’ all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh
Yeah, killin’ all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh
Yeah, killin’ all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Verse 1: Travis Scott
Cactus, Double-0, it’s deeper than Air Force or Navy
All this brown and black around the bitch, but nothin’ shady
Can you spin for me, baby? Talkin’ ’bout one-eighty
Put her on a jet ’cause ain’t no peace in that Mercedes
Shawty off the raw, in that game, she gon’ have a ball
Fuck me good, you won’t get a check, but you can meet the squad
Flight is booked, we gon’ get in first, when we takin’ off?
When you shoppin’, they call you the mall ’cause you get ’em all
Where was you when we was on the floor and the rent was low?
Where was you when we was in the Mo and we had no more?
Where was you when I had to get low after shit got gold?
Got outta lock, went to Zona house, he was there for sure
Eighteen meetings in New York when I didn’t have the dough
Where was you when Dozie took it for me? He was there for sure
Where was you when I needed the hard drives when I met with Hov?
Ask Bizzy, that nigga was busy even on parole
But came through, put it on Greyhound like he designed the road
Phase two, ten years later, he put Rovers on the road
Phase two, his lil’ bro done topped it, now he the big bro
Out the bottom, really out the mud, really out the cold

Chorus: Playboi Carti
Ooh, I started from the bottom, huh, I stretched the note, uh
Put a chain on my buddy ’cause he never told, ooh
Switch up on my ho, drive Aventador
I been fuckin’ this ho all week, she damn near gave me her code
Flexin’, took a jet to Mexico
Stop textin’ ’cause I’m not tryna check my phone
I’m in LA and I got ten hoes in a model home
Yeah, killin’ all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh
Yeah, killin’ all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh
Yeah, killin’ all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Verse 2: Future & Travis Scott
(Woo, Pluto)
Bunch of rich niggas, ho chose up (Woah)
Flexin’, space cadet, Jetson (Yeah, yeah)
I swapped her and her sister, I don’t miss it (Woah)
She lesbian, her best friend, they textin’ (Yeah)
I’ll still fuck that ho if she catch me (Woah, woah)
Baguetties, give shorty a wedding (Yeah)
Finessin’, long live Jugg King (Woah)
Started from the mud, started from the mud
Goin’ to the club, I’ma make the money flood
Pourin’ up the Tuss’, pink lemon Crush
Drinkin’ on the Texas, I done fell back in love
South of Francis (Woo), we go Monaco, on another planet
Fly her niece on a jet, we go Greece with the free
I got ten vibes with Trav, I got ten vibes with me
Ain’t no regular car, this Bugatti a low-key
Party just like a rockstar in the middle of the sea
Party like a rockstar when we way overseas
Party like a rockstar when we out in European

Chorus: Playboi Carti
Ooh, I started from the bottom, huh, I stretched the note, uh
Put a chain on my buddy ’cause he never told, ooh
Switch up on my ho, drive Aventador
I been fuckin’ this ho all week, she damn near gave me her code
Flexin’, took a jet to Mexico
Stop textin’ ’cause I’m not tryna check my phone
I’m in LA and I got ten hoes in a model home
Yeah, killin’ all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh
Yeah, killin’ all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh
Yeah, killin’ all these hoes, they wanna eat my bone, huh

Fans are clearly hyped about the collaboration between Travis Scott, Playboi Carti, and Future on “WHERE WAS YOU,” with many hailing the trio as a powerhouse combination. The sentiment is overwhelmingly positive, likening the artists to “3 final bosses” whose collective effort results in an undeniable “CLASSIC.” Many listeners even go as far as to declare it the standout track, suggesting it’s the “best song on the album.”