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Travis Thompson

Dead Prezis

 

Dead Prezis

(album: BLVD BOY - 2021)


Yeah, uh (Yeah)
(Tyler might've did somethin')

All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezi's
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got

All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezi's
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got the cocaine ready
Where the fetti?

Baby you can tell I'm getting plenty
I be Riding in the cedes I don't really miss the chevy
Going 80 blowing sticky and the windows never tinted
So, I'ma hit the pacer should a piggy try to get us
Who you kidding?
I could find the fake in haystack
I could bring the ace to your wake let the tape blast
I could get her choosey off gander at my chase app
I could put your wifey on a Cleanse give her face masks
Aye
They know me in the city with no name tag
Women love to call me underrated I'ma change that
Feathers in my jacket in another weight class
You don't put no motherfuckin meals on my placemat

All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezi's
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got the cocaine ready

All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezi's
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got the cocaine ready

All I ever wanted was a couple dime pieces
Way back in high school air ones no creases
Now it's Air One with a couple fresh peaches
And some hundred dollar green juice with my main squeezes
Swimming in the money you might run into some leeches
Unless you in Ibiza and you them clear beaches
All over the world crazy where my pool reaches
You gon see more problems if the money increases
All I ever want was dead prezis
Now I Rolex the whole gang with ten prezis
I ain't seen her all year long now she ready
Stayed in, seen her ass got quarantine heavy
Wow, go, in slow motion
Mixing up drugs and I'm faded off the potion
2016 my first album caused commotion
Now I run plays and I feel like Danny Ocean you bitch

All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezi's
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got the cocaine ready

All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezi's
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got the cocaine ready
Where the fetti?

Where the fetti?

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