memphis niggaz

Singer:travis, chris

yuh

i got crystal colors

i discover

whole tent gon' eat a supper

fuck these niggas

fuck they mothers

i get money

fuck a lover

little mane my haters suffer

i can't go i'm like no sucker

walk up and i'm causin' ruckus

pussy nigga you is nothin'

ring around the rose i go

i want nothin' but the dro

give me weed

i ain't talkin o

i can't talk these niggas broke

third eye open

bitch i'm woke

well then bitch i run my flow

comma ak with the scope

try me pennywise you'll float

easter pink

my bitch got a pink she lean

bank account it look like brinks

stacked up chips in yo sink

cuban wrapped around in creaks

your diamonds fu you rockin zinc

bitch i rollin' like it's brinks

i make that shit go start to shrink

pull up to yo place

pussy nigga you is fearin' me

inchin' through the race

ion even gotta steer this shit

ion need a case but get the rest

the lawyer clearin' it

i need all my cause i work hard and i ain't hearin' it

bitch

i be on your street

beef

that ain't what you eat

me

turned into a beast

she

suck me when i preach

beat

stomp you in some cleats

freaks

shake ass when i speak

sleek

sliding with my heat

memphis nigga

bitch don't reach