I Still Know Chris Travis

[Verse 1]
Baby tell me what’s wrong, is you tryna get right
Young nigga fuck around, take your mothafuckin’ life
I don’t really give a fuck bout any nigga wife
Getting [?]
Gon’ ride this bike
On my grown man shit
What's the plan for the night
Any thing on the [?], champagne with the ice
White tee with the nice big blunt full of quiche
And we fuss and we fight
Made love every night
Shit is crazy right now, not the same right now
Everybody ‘round me looking changed right now
Fuck nigga come down, y’all know how I get it
Yeah i’m staying in my lane, but my city still Memphis
And I know my city miss me, and i’m sitting’ in the valley
Need a badass blunt bitch by the name of Sally
Cause I want that salad, and I need that salad
And I swear when i’m done, imma throw it in the alley
Fuck niggas you can have it, can’t get it less you grab it
Want [?], not a [?], need a lot, not enough
I don’t really give a fuck
Waterboyz what’s up
All my niggas in this bitch, finna fuck shit up
Lemme know what’s your name girl, tell me where you’re from
Take you home, [?]
You was lookin’ at me, I could tell you was the one
We could sit and watch the stars, smoke weed up on the sun