lights off

Singer: travis, chris

tell me how you feelin'

i'll tell you if its mutual

with the lights off

we performing sex rituals

young chris travis i prefer

bad dominicans

with they own house

own car and own dividends

shawty come with me

you can bring the gin

and yo friends

all them niggas lame

all they ever do is just pretend

all my niggas getting bitches this is just where it begins

hood on

hair down

let my shit blow in the wind

ride around she know i get it

money on me watch me spend it

water on me watch me sip it

fiji water steady dripping

bitch you know i'm double dipping

ion know

why you tripping

bitch you know i'm never slipping

working hard

for my living

niggas talking so silly

'till i slap they ass sisters

yeah i'm kinda re

lentless

i feel like my life is endless

baby you can come and get it

only if you ending wit' me

in my world

ain't no interest

no way out bitches