[Intro: Travis Thompson]
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Tell on anyone, haha
This shit out of pocket, y'all
[Verse 1: Travis Thompson]
You want the real, you're gon' get it
I'm shootin' films, they extended (Uh-huh)
Givin' life, Kama Sutra, I know they kill for position (They kill for it)
Stackin' bills independent and bein' willfully ignant (Fuck y'all)
I hold grudges 'cause they're free, it's gon' always be tension
Where everyone who said they had my back and then just ran off (Pussy)
Ate my momma cooking, act like family, I can't stand y'all
Had the vision since thirteen like Willie Randolph (Uh-huh)
Can't slow up, it's people that we started with we can't call (Woo)
Tellin' bitches, "Hands off, your fingers way too grubby" (Get off me)
Said, "You don't do pink ****? And you don't like 'em chubby?"
Yeah, I heard that, parked the whip and curb tapped (Shee)
Say it's off the dome, but we can tell you rehearsed that (You heard that shit)
Never bought a Birk bag, if I ever do please murk Trav
So deep into my duffel, TSA gon' wanna search that, yeah
I'm the cleanest little genius they would classify a dirtbag (I don't like that lie)
Plan along like fuck 'em, brought their energy of Kurt back (Wait woah, you can't say that)
Wait, woah-woah, hatin'? Tell 'em go croak
Workin' on my own strain, I don't lie or blow smoke
Ain't booked, it's this a no go (Nah)
Captain got a boat load
Grew up on menudo, skatin', runnin' from the cholos, real shit
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Tell on anyone, haha
This shit out of pocket, y'all
[Verse 1: Travis Thompson]
You want the real, you're gon' get it
I'm shootin' films, they extended (Uh-huh)
Givin' life, Kama Sutra, I know they kill for position (They kill for it)
Stackin' bills independent and bein' willfully ignant (Fuck y'all)
I hold grudges 'cause they're free, it's gon' always be tension
Where everyone who said they had my back and then just ran off (Pussy)
Ate my momma cooking, act like family, I can't stand y'all
Had the vision since thirteen like Willie Randolph (Uh-huh)
Can't slow up, it's people that we started with we can't call (Woo)
Tellin' bitches, "Hands off, your fingers way too grubby" (Get off me)
Said, "You don't do pink ****? And you don't like 'em chubby?"
Yeah, I heard that, parked the whip and curb tapped (Shee)
Say it's off the dome, but we can tell you rehearsed that (You heard that shit)
Never bought a Birk bag, if I ever do please murk Trav
So deep into my duffel, TSA gon' wanna search that, yeah
I'm the cleanest little genius they would classify a dirtbag (I don't like that lie)
Plan along like fuck 'em, brought their energy of Kurt back (Wait woah, you can't say that)
Wait, woah-woah, hatin'? Tell 'em go croak
Workin' on my own strain, I don't lie or blow smoke
Ain't booked, it's this a no go (Nah)
Captain got a boat load
Grew up on menudo, skatin', runnin' from the cholos, real shit
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