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Chris Travis

The Chills

 

The Chills

(álbum: Art Of Destruction - 2015)


Stay independent and humble
Stack up the money sit on it
I'm baggin up my opponents
I'm taking groups out who want it?

I'm laying up with a rari'
Can't lay up with a recycle
I'm smoking weed cause I like it
You hate the weed you can't buy her

Came in the game on a mission
Fuck you and yo recognition
Bitch I don't miss it, I prolly won't kiss it
You gotta be here, fuck around make you dizzy
Lyrics so crispy, she got me on play
On the pill in the kitchen, I already hit it
Don't fuck with my patience, I'm really unlimited
Baby why you act'n sensitive?

I'm high as fuck, high up in the hills
The feels off this shit might give you chills
I'm rollin with a bitch, only drink I spill
These niggas betta keep they talking sealed

[?] make art Mona Lisa
Why these niggas watch me but don't stop me?
I'ma go ahead ride to the top
Niggas wanting me to fall but I don't see a drop

Bitch it's a break down, shake down
Make the whole beat come to life, shut the place down
I'ma fuck around, get a brand new place now
Lookin back, never coulda stayed at my old dude's house
Looking at me like what a nigga do now?
Smoking weed, fuckin hoes, nothing new now
Doin songs, couple shows, nothing much tho
Now I'll be damned if I ever open up, ho!

Breaking down the weed finna smoke tho
If he ever act'n up he can go broke
Watch what the fuck you say, you can get choked
Man I'm living going places most can't go
Been a long time since I seen a rainbow
Ya'll hoes used like the clothes at Plato's
But my bitch prolly sweeter than a faygo
Get your taste buds burnt if I say so

Breaking down the weed finna smoke tho
If he ever act'n up he can go broke
Watch what the fuck you say, you can get choked
Man I'm living going places most can't go
Been a long time since I seen a rainbow
Ya'll hoes used like the clothes at Plato's
But my bitch prolly sweeter than a faygo
Get your taste buds burnt if I say so

Bitch

feito

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