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Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, woah, woah, woah
You know what I'm sayin'? (Brrt)
Okay, hey
Got baseball bats in my seat, wanna play
That sport? (Wanna play that sport?)
I ball on your hoes, full court
I flex up, make it get awks, hey (Flex, hey)
She move like a FBI agent, she checkin' my
Logo to stalk (Checkin' my logo to stalk)
Huh, huh, put a jigg in a right, no one stood up or walk up
It's Travis, yeah, versus the world (Versus the world)
She pretty, wet hair full of curls (Curly hair)
We live once, I'm sayin', "Oh well"
We down here, let's hit the hotel (Hotel)
The trappers made green on the scale (Scale)
With my brothers 'til the end, no cap (No cap)
And I never asked you for no help (Never)
If we gotta meet, I ain't gotta say that (Yeah)
They say I'm the one (Yeah)
And this story just begun (Story just begun)
I'm up in my kitty smokin' runtz (Smokin' runtz)
Give my dargs just what they want (Woah)
Uh, if they actin' up, ain't issues, I'm off (What the fuck?)
And they rappin' 'bout some stuff (Huh?)
That they ain't done or hadn't bought (Yeah)
Hey, my shawty's a star, and my girl, she's so
Glamorous, I guess they matchin' (Matchin')
Said she like to pop tags, so we goin' uptown for some fashion (Okay)
Hey, I'm stayin' consistent 'cause I know that
If I ain't rappin', I'm trappin' (Okay, okay)
I'm killin' the pussy, but she never
Knew that she hired assassins (Slatt)
She never knew, why all these hoes
Actin' brand new? (Actin' brand new)
She actin' like she never knew, but I ain't dyin'
, Believin' in Cupid (Believin' in Cupid)
5 A.M., I'm feelin' the music, see the
Sun comin' up, bass boomin' (Boomin')
She wanna try her a new thing (Yeah-yeah)
We gonna have us a new fling (Yeah-yeah)
You're not that gang like it's Tempa T (Tempa T)
I got more gas than a dispensary (Dispensary)
Yeah, my darg, young Keith shit G
On feet, my pack and my tings on feet
When I die, I know they'll remember me
'Cause I sold bare shit, but never my soul
Ain't tryna spend no racks on you, bro, spend the racks on clothes
Uh, uh, she wanna check out my garments
She wanna check out my fragrance
I'm fuckin' up too much paper (Let's go)
Uh, uh, you said it was love, why they fakin'? (Fakin')
This song fed London, now I'm poppin' shit (Poppin' shit)
They tellin' me, "Congratulations" (Okay)
Hey, my shawty's a star, and my girl, she's so
Glamorous, I guess they matchin' (Matchin')
Said she like to pop tags, so we goin' uptown for some fashion (Okay)
Hey, I'm stayin' consistent 'cause I know that
If I ain't rappin', I'm trappin' (Okay, okay)
I'm killin' the pussy, but she never
Knew that she hired assassins (Slatt)
She never knew, why all these hoes
Actin' brand new? (Actin' brand new)
She actin' like she never knew, but I ain't dyin'
, Believin' in Cupid (Believin' in Cupid)
5 A.M., I'm feelin' the music, see the
Sun comin' up, bass boomin' (Boomin')
She wanna try her a new thing (Yeah-yeah)
We gonna have us a new fling (Yeah-yeah)