With My Fye Chris Travis

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[Chorus]
Walk in the club with my fye
Walk in the club with my fye
Walk in the club with my fye
Walk in the club with my fye
He was off when they arrived
Run up on me boy you fried
Thought he would lose but he tried
Now he sit facing the sky

Walk in the club with my fye
Walk in the club with my fye
Walk in the club with my fye
Walk in the club with my fye
He was off when they arrived
Run up on me boy you fried
Thought he would lose but he tried
Now he sit facing the sky

[Verse]
Walk in this bitch we on hickory hill
Ain't from the city, that boy from the [?]
Hop in the booth and I give you the chills
Ain't backing down from no nigga, we kill
Bullet to bullets this shit be for real
I prolly spend me a couple of mil'
Got that shit back and I stacked it for real
I couldn't believe it that shit felt surreal
I'm 'bout some money, can't sit round and chill
I'm sippin' pink, boy yo' shit looking teal
Send that shit back boy you know that ain't real
Ay, ay