TY God (Travis Snott)
GM Snooze
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Yeah, uh All I'm tryna do is run this shit up for my crew Boilin' these rappers like I'm tryna make a stew Fresh as f*ck, all the way from my hat down to my shoe Chokin' this lil' bitch until she tap out or turn blue Every time I f*ck that bitch, I act like that's my last time Every time I hit the stew, I act like that's my last rhyme These niggas is bitches and I know that they'll drop a dime I just wanna smoke this dope and listen to some beats Put that shit on streaming platforms, watch that shit increase I don't wanna argue if it's not about the cheese If you don't wanna murder me, then it is not a beef Thank you God, I know it could be worse, but it's not I'm sick, I'm wheezing a lot, and I'm sneezing some snot It's lit, I got my Jordans on, I feel like Travis Scott It's lit just like this backwood that I'm filling up with opps Thank you God, I know it could be worse, but it's not I'm sick, I'm wheezing a lot, and I'm seizing some snot It's lit, I got my Jordans on, I feel like Travis Scott It's lit just like this backwood that I'm filling up with pot Realest nigga that ever fell out of the vagina Smokin' dope, it kinda look like I was born in China I don't trust these bitches, man, I know that they be lyin I can't trust these niggas, cause I know that they be spyin Run up on me, nigga, I'ma have your spirit flyin I thank God, cause amongst all this bullshit, I be thrivin Shit get tough sometimes, but I just focus on survivin Head up in the clouds, it'll rain if I start cryin Might as well be dead if you decide to stop tryin F*ck you, bitch, I wish that I could throw you in the trash But when I close my eyes, still see your titties and your ass Smokin' up this dope, yeah, I'm still smokin' on this grass Tryin' to slow down time, cause shit be movin' too damn fast I ain't want no problems, wish we coulda got along I can't talk to no one, so I'm talkin' to this song Goddammit, this shit blew up in my face just like a bomb Thank you, God, I know it could be worse, but it's not I'm sick, I'm wheezin' a lot, and I'm sneezin' some snot It's lit, I got my Jordans on, I feel like Travis Scott It's lit, just like this backwood that I'm fillin' up with pot I gotta get this shit off of my chest I always kept it real with you, but you gon' make me guess I thought I manifested you, but you wasn't no blessing ho Probably still gon' think about you next time that I text a ho Bitch, I know you think about me every time you let him in I go to war inside of that pussy, I'm a veteran I'm alone again, it's cool, I'm standin' on my own ten Fuckin' f*ck the world, I don't need you, I don't need no friends Sick to my stomach, I'm losin' my mind Puffin' this pungent, I'm just tryna get by We ain't even say bye, left it on a sour note And I don't know why, yeah Sick to my stomach, losin' my mind Puffin' this pungent, I'm just tryna get by We ain't even say bye, left it on a sour note And I don't know why, I don't know why
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