la to memphis
Singer:chris travis
never asked a nigga for a hand-out
cause all this young nigga do is stand out
boy you better get your money cause i'm banned out
lightin blunts in the club i got band out
boy i'm runnin shit and i dont even live here
fuck ya favorite rapper nigga cause i'm still here
and all these bad ass bitches wanna chill here
let the bud light like ice cold beer
bitch the colors in my eyes always red
white for the bitches and the red mean bleed
green for money and the high-grade weed
hang a nigga from a field goal tryna play me
they can't understand why these niggas hate me
cause i'm the best killin shit lately
bitches from the island say i'm wavey
bust a nut inside her and tell that bitch save me
she say that she want some mo
pick that shit up off the flo
all my niggas round me though
got yo hoe givin head in a pile-driver
she always wanna pillow-talk
never change i'm like defaults
made myself a fuckin boss
now these niggas wanna talk
didn't fuck wit me when i was down buyin clothes from ross
we'll turn yo ass into a drinkin cup bitch
yeah bitch i'm never done
i don't take shit from nun
and i'm stingy like i got the last piece of gum
your girl a slut boy you need to leave her alone
i know i'm hurtin feelins when i make these songs
but your girl like my voice on monotone
yes i see where you wanna be
we can go across the seas
fuck each other in between
by the lights comin through the screens
if you want it then we can make you sing