Search results for 'travis touchdown'

When it's grim, be the grim reaper
He is him, the gate keeper

We call on
MVPat
MVPat
MVPat
We're gonna beat the hell outta you
You, you, you

Down 10, he's gonna come back
One one leg, with a backwards pass
He only needs 13 seconds to kick your ass
He's your father

Travis Kelce with a touchdown grab
Pacheco running like a psychopath
Creed Humphrey is good
How 'bout that?

Told my bitch to leave me alone I ever put you in some shein (Naw)
You annoying when I see your call, I let it ring(Fuck on)
In here thumbing the blues, I'm addicted like a fiend (Addicted)
Gang say im trippin', spent a thousand on some jeans(haha)
Pocket full of dawg shit, money bulging through the seams
Redbone Bitch, plus she ratcheter than Sexy (My Sexy Red)
Bro just the touchdown with the Pack, Travis Kelce (TouchDown)
I can put you on some game, all you gotta do is let me(listen)
Cuz a street nigga say he dying zipping Heftys (Damn)
I'm gettin' to that bag, disappearing for a 60(yeah)
45 the size, made a track in my Balenci (Balenciaga)
Brody hit me up, he say he ridin' around with Giffy's (yeah)
You know loyalty a must, I blow, they know they comin' with me(forreal)
I need a kit white as cane,(Yeah)
Ain't trappin' but I'm workin' (working)
I'll let my whole pocket go, you get the twerking
Ain't hearing what these niggas talkin' bout cause they be purpin'
When I walk up in the club, 30 deep shooters lurking (Niggas Lurking)
(cmon')
Come and flood with me in the club, it's a bet
Cause I like boss bitches, always worried about a check
One hand on her back, the other one up on her neck
On a chill day, no makeup on my bitch a flex
Need a caution sign, she said slippery when wet
(On a Chill day No makeup on my bitch and flex)
(Pretty bitch, ass fat, Long hair, light skin, Dark skin, I don't care)
(Pretty bitch, Ass fat, Long hair, Light skin, Dark skin, I don't care)
(Pretty bitch, Ass fat, Long hair, Light skin, Dark skin, I don't care)
(Pretty bitch, Ass fat, Long hair, Light skin, Dark skin, I don't care )
(Pretty bitch, Ass fat, Long hair, Light skin, Dark skin, I don't care)
(Pretty bitch, Ass fat, Long hair,Light skin, Dark skin, I don't care)

Hey, hey, yeah yeah hey, hey, hey, hey, uh
Diamonds in the light, it's shining bright just like confetti
Rose gold interwoven, hold it tight it hold them steady
Dosu I'm a problem, give them nightmares like I'm Freddy
Bitch I'm here to change the sound up of the landscape hope you ready, aye
Diamonds in the light, they shining bright just like confetti
Rose gold interwoven, hold it tight it hold them steady
Dosu I'm a problem, give them nightmares like I'm Freddy
Bitch I'm here to change the sound up of the landscape hope you ready, aye
Brand new Lamborghini, I'm gon' need the keys to that
I just copped her Fendi this, and I'm gon' cop her Prada that
She got Tiffy on her wrist, and Louis V up on her hat
Dosu bitch I'm livin' bliss, I put my city on the map
Ay, make the beat and murk it, gave it two wings like a Bentley
I'm ice out like I'm Gretzky, VVS held gently
They didn't give me flowers, so I plant my own little medley
Dosu SNL bitch, you gon' see me on the telly
Watch me step back, hit another three like bam like swish bitch
Try to hold Yung Dosu you gon' tear both your meniscus
Play all game like Travis Hunter, ten touchdowns like six picks
You know it's just the facts, I'm talkin' numbers, talkin' digits
Bitch I'm a dog, spring, summer, winter, fall I ball bitch
Hop up in a new Ferrari, it's red like a crawfish
Try to follow my sauce, but they cannot match the paw prints
Diamonds shinin' like confetti, leaving you in awe bitch
Diamonds in the light, it's shining bright just like confetti
Rose gold interwoven, hold it tight it hold them steady
Dosu I'm a problem, give them nightmares like I'm Freddy
Bitch I'm here to change the sound up of the landscape hope you ready, aye
Diamonds in the light, they shining bright just like confetti
Rose gold interwoven, hold it tight it hold them steady
Dosu I'm a problem, give them nightmares like I'm Freddy
Bitch I'm here to change the sound up of the landscape hope you ready, aye

The multiverse is so fuckin' worthless
One Future's plenty, just let it be, and that
Comes from me, I'm the fakest
This southern twang is all fantasy
I ain't from NYC, under the facade
I'm a Toronto kid who split into three
But please, go by my character sheet
Young Peezy
Word-crafter from ATL
With a deep love for MTG
Call me racist, call me culture vulture
But at least I own up to my shit
Life is an RPG, I'd rather play someone with talent
Instead of a son of a bitch

I touchdown to
Earth like Travis
I ain't got self-worth
Till I thrust lightsabers
At assassins
The crown is a
Massive disadvantage
They tackle one after one
Like they're binging with Babish
Hot shit is the
Average I spit, meltin'
Henchman like acid
What a gory mess that I
Bask in, I'm obsessed
With the violent tapestry
Of a crime scene, the
Way the red paint composes
The frame is enlightening
Delicate brutality
It's an allegory
For my rhyme schemes
Every night
I strike lightning twice
On the boards and the mic
It's like twin gods fighting
Clash!

You light me up like tnt
Knowing that you belong with me
Never thought in my wildest dreams
We’d be on the same team

You rushed my heart
You are my superstar
Got no teardrops left on my guitar
And of all my songs you top the charts

Cause you’re my favorite player
If you were Travis then I’ll be your Taylor

You’re the Romeo to my Juliet
A love story that I can’t forget
I’ll wear your jersey, you wear my bracelet

Touchdown, you’re my greatest catch
Can’t imagine any better match
I’m the lucky one, and you can be 87

Because you’re my favorite player
If I were Travis, you could be my Taylor

Chase got the ball
And he going crazy 
Burrow threw a pass
And it looks amazing
Tom Brady hit Evans on the deep ball
Let's go
Playoffs gameover, dog
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
Touchdown I'm gone
Imma start out with SauceMan
He was sauced up this year
The Diggs brothas, the Bosas bros,
been killing it this year
Geno Smith, Pete Carroll man had a top 5 offense
Debo, Trent Williams, San Fran in the city
Can't forget about the Jags man
Trevor Lawrence been lit
Derwin James blitz play
Coming in with the hit
Seen the boys do the griddy man
Justin Jeffries got them lit
Chris Jones, Aaron Donald, Nick Bosa, Myles Gary, Fred Warner, Justin Hardy, Morgan Cox, Travis Kelce, Lane Johnson, Zack Martin, Michael Parson, Davante at the top of the list touchdown
Chase got the ball
And he going crazy 
Burrow threw a pass
And it looks amazing
Tom Brady hit Evans on the deep ball
Let's go
Playoffs gameover, dog
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
Touchdown I'm gone

Dozin' off them Xannies, just popped a bandie
Wave rock like Atlantic, froze like Atlantic
Party at the Sphinx, damn that's so outlandish (Straight up)
She gon' make it clap, clap, throw them bands
Walkin' through the Waldorf they know my name here
Dropped out, got signed, got mom house all in the same year
Don't you come around me, ain't got the time B na' (Straight up)
Watch me do the Randy, touchdown
Knew how much I get, think La Flame the golden child
Ridin' right behind her, pull up beside her
We poppin' champagne, damn you apple cider

Pull out the seven, pull out the ride (Roll out)
We so high, upper echelon (Straight up)
We so fuckin' high, upper echelon damn!

Dozin' off them Xannies, just popped a bandie
Wave rock like Atlantic, froze like Atlantic
Party at the Sphinx, damn that's so outlandish (Straight up)
She gon' make it clap, clap, throw them bands
Walkin' through the Waldorf they know my name here
Dropped out, got signed, got mom house all in the same year
Don't you come around me, ain't got the time B na' (Straight up)
Watch me do the Randy, touchdown
Knew how much I get, think La Flame the golden child
Ridin' right behind her, pull up beside her
We poppin' champagne, damn you apple cider

Pull out the seven, pull out the ride (Roll out)
We so high, upper echelon (Straight up)
We so fuckin' high, upper echelon damn!

I heard the picks on Thursday Thunder
I'm fading now, ignore the under
Coz I believe in you my guy

I gotta win it the hard way
A 25 legged parlay
Put all my chips on 87 and fire away

I had you first to score

Helping me fulfill my fantasy
All I really need is for Matt Nagy to set you free
Weather signs are starting to move the lines
Know that I'm counting on you to be my money tree

Oh, I believe in Travis Kelce

As your lady is singing "Lover"
Another score would hit the cover
And I could kiss this town goodbye

I'll bet a prop for some action
A 60 yard satisfaction
I bought the hook at minus ten and it's time to pray

I'm always wanting more

Filled with dread while betting Against The Spread
A couple more touchdowns would really settle me
You're my edge, there's never a need to hedge
And paying my rent is now an actuality

Oh, I believe in Travis Kelce

I'm gonna die if Patrick throws it to Noah Gray
You only needed two more catches to make my day

Laying four while playing in Baltimore
Oh, you're my stone-cold lock of every week
Gambling gods are helping me beat the odds
All because of you I'm taking the Chiefs at minus 3

Oh, I believe in Travis Kelce

Don't hit my phone unless you wanted ten or more
Her favorite flavor is strawberry Indigo
Chasing the Heisman like I'm on the glory road
I hit the dab on a bitch then I hit the road
Three touchdowns in a week like Travis
Hit the Shedeur start to feel like a buffalo
Four nine's on me McCaffrey
Feel Aladdin, the bitch name was Jasmine
When I go slide, just know that I'm safe
Exploit a glitch, finessin' with Chase
Just put10k on that Deli today
Grub hit like glass it's all blue face
These niggas trash but gold on my plate
What's in the stash?

Touchdown in KC I be in the zone
Hundred missed calls they be blowing up my phone
Walk up in the party they be bopping to the song
She call me the Chief
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes

Bars on a hundred I dont think they want the static
The boy doing numbers yea im going mathematics
If she tryna throw it then you know im going Travis
Bringing ma homes yea I do it like im Patrick
Im a star im a asterisk
If you got a beat for me send it with a casket
Hungry in the game they gonna turn me into Katniss
Pip and the boy yea the lifestyle is lavish

Touchdown in KC I be in the zone
Hundred missed calls they be blowing up my phone
Walk up in the party they be bopping to the song
She call me the Chief
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes

Champagne poppin
Rings on sonic
If i'm rocking ice
Its cause the pressure made diamonds
We ain't even close
I dont like to boast
But I been working too hard not to let them know
Even when the odds get to stacking up
Talk that talk then I back it up
Looking like the start of a website
How the W's keep adding up

Touchdown in KC I be in the zone
Hundred missed calls they be blowing up my phone
Walk up in the party they be bopping to the song
She call me the Chief
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes
Like im Patty Mahomes

Whoa who at the door
Nobody knows
They gotta go
Whoa
From lint and change
To piggybanks
To bankrolls 
I make sure that everything clear
Only comp is when I look into the mirror
Every time Im coming its severe
You know if you bleed I cant fear ya

I go Travis Scott but Im not signed to Cactus Jack
I might take a cold shower, try its a hack
Yeah Im getting stronger got the whole world on my back
Bitch Im smoking Wawa this shit smell like Sour Patch
Aint no telling he gone think he running things
With yo girl and no she cant wait to spill the beans
I fly private so it aint no running into me
We touchdown and she gone pop out in that lil Celine 
Adding up never subtracting main attraction 
She give me action 
Know that I need me a fraction
Feeling my passion 
Mix it with fashion
Know Ima be everlasting 

Whoa who at the door
Nobody knows
They gotta go
Whoa
From lint and change
To piggybanks
To bankrolls 
I make sure that everything clear
Only comp is when I look into the mirror
Every time Im coming its severe
You know if you bleed I cant fear ya

Touchdown Berlin, MVP Season, Brady
Check-in im Airbnb, mach das daily
Egal was passiert, Aftershow, better pay me
Donnerstag Nacht, ich release wir gehen crazy
Ja, wir sind ready und armed wie die Navy
2 Jahre her als ich schrieb God save me
Fühle mich mit meiner Gabe wie Elfie
Drop ne EP, meine Feinde gehen crazy

Ich bin on the daily, mit einem Broski
Lass mich nie wieder drücken oder halte mich lowkey
Bedeutet ich sterb sowie Tony
Mit 6 Big Stones an meiner Hand und nen Status als Og
Verschütt mein Doublecup auf deinem Boden und packs in die Story
Travis Scott Yosemite aus den Boxen und sag Baby show me
Ich hielt mich lange bedeckt, aber keine Angst
Wenn ich drop, dann geht es um Trophies
Und egal was ich hol, ich wechsel das Team nicht, R.I.P.

I'd like to welcome y'all back
To the 2nd episode of the CU Buffs Wrap-Up

Week 2 CU vs Nebraska
cttacked them
2 point favorites
Who even asked ya
What happened
I know some handshakes were backwards
But that ain't why we here
So let's get into the stats then

Starting out with 2
Momma there he go again
He scored then hit the Deion
Guess it's a show again
Travis day wasn't hard
They wasn't trying to throw balls in the yard where a Dawg is residing
I know

But Zay 10 should get locked up for crson
He scorched them
Turned they defense into some popcorn
With hot sauce on it
Whole game he zoned in 
cnd when he wipe his nose that mean a first down coming

2 touchdowns from Dawson 
That one move he put on 12
I thought he took his cCLs 
When he crossed him

But that's enough for the offense
They had a 13 0 halftime lead
Showing me they ain't get off quick 

Their game plan was run the ball and be dominant
But fumbling 4 times started to crumble it
Getting one was 95 Bishop Thomas 
53 crden Walker
44 J Domineck (what a hit)

Shoutout to the Safety Cam for the Pick
clmost had the brakes to wave at fans to the crib

Now they know Respect Is the key
But on to next week 
It's the Rocky Mountain Rivalry

If you want that house then you gotta come and earn that
Streets ain't got no love, so I dont show off my private lambos
Walkin' with my boys 'cause my pockets on bulletin board
I'm a pro, I'm gon roll, taller than your love
Solo, you gon feel low, higher than Travis $cott
Dark corners, boys are out, we gon put you off
So, my friend, you in a crowd, don't set your trust
There are some danger like us, outta heart
I'm feelin' kind, you can run, but don't rely
Ludicrous, how they tryna imitate us
Pull up with MAC's, Glocks, you can tell we fight
Tie em up like a pair of shoes, you won't do the run
Beast mode we got money always in the bag
Huh, run up, fall down, no touch, but a touchdown
Falling up, we some Krazyman, 50 racks in the bank, huh
Once it's done clean the place then off
Crime scene everywhere I walk
Repeat 'till the war stops

He was young
Had a lot of potential
Everyone thought he’d be the one to make it
We’ll find out soon I guess
That’s just typical though
Everyone wants to make it
But not everybody can
I cannot stand this
All of this madness
I’m destined for success
I’ll be the one to make it out
If you didn’t know me then, you do now
I’m a rockstar Momma
Might perform at rollin loud
Like a point guard
I’m ballin’ out
Got my air force ones so clean
Did a mic drop
Yeah
You can’t drop a beat like me
You can never be just like me
Did an interview
Maybe see me on TV
My brain out
Keep a “K” down
Like a canine
‘Til I touchdown
I’m tough now
In love now
June is in touch now
Uh
Yeah
I cannot stand this
Value every friendship
While we’re all still standin’
I cannot stand this
All of this madness
I cannot end it
Lie to stay happy
I cannot stand this
All of this madness
Always on camera
Lights and they’re flashin’
I’m a California kid and they’ve been fiendin' for more
My music is available in 20 different stores
I got a copy
No sneak diss
I live for the weekends
I miss all my friends but I’ll see them again
Okay
They sent me a message but I didn’t go inside
Blowin’ up my phone every time I decline
Just a word of advice
I get it
They don’t wanna hear my message
Every word I speak could be a lesson
They never ever really care to listen
Yeah I know you love it but I’d rather list it
Give me a second so you know finished
Thank you to Travis for helpin’ me get it
We did it

Pussy bald so I won
That's a Baldwin, 89, watch me doug
4-2, Touchdown you my son 
Fore you run up all in here witcho yo gun
Strap it up I'm gon fuck you for fun
I got a bad bitch wanna go to Milan 
She a savage and ain 21
She love every way that I play w my thumbs 
(Ew)
Every stroke, I sync up with the drum
40 In the mag please don't think I am dumb
Fuck with the rubber, I love feelin numb 
Sick to her stomach she feelin the one
Stuck with my love, take my love you a simp
Rock with 3 girls so they call me pimp
I am 5'9 you can't call me a shrimp 
I feel no threat, and I'll tell you how much she love to sit
On the dick
You a bitch 
So I shot 
That's a swish 
Make a wish
Jr smith 
I forget 
Take a trip
Almost hit

Everything that I love and I miss
Only care bout my bro not no bitch
I am not Mordecai with that shit where I hop Every fence just to get a lil kiss
I was raised in the trench since a kid
I'm in love w my snakes like I'm Keed
Them new Cartier glasses kept from eyein bout all the bad things that I did
And I ain't gon stop til Its all gold on my fist 
Danny Rand im a man with a fist 
Breaking bad started gettin tan 
Like Pinkman, you look pink man 
That's a Pinhead and I'm Dirty Dan 
Byzantine I go way back
Travis Scott way, way, way back 
Better stay that
For I spray that 
That lil coochie still Ate that
But I just wanted some head in the Maybach
Gucci store ran out the rubber but they had
All of my ladies that wanted to trap w Saint Ant

Pussy bald so I won
That's a Baldwin, 89, watch me doug
4-2, touchdown you my son 
Fore you run up all in here witcho yo gun
Strap it up I'm gon fuck you for fun
I got a bad bitch wanna go to Milan 
She a savage and ain 21
She love every way that I play w my thumbs 
(Ew)
Every stroke, I sync up with the drum
40 In the mag please don't think I am dumb
Fuck with the rubber, I love feelin numb 
Sick to her stomach she feelin the one
Stuck with my love, take my love you a simp
Rock with 3 girls so they call me pimp
I am 5'9 you can't call me a shrimp 
I feel no threat, and I'll tell you how much she love to sit
On the dick
You a bitch 
So I shot 
That's a swish 
Make a wish
Jr smith

Obsessed

He made Tay a friendship bracelet
c special one with his number on it
She wouldn't meet him at the show
He was butt hurt but don't you know 
When you're Travis Kelce just shake it off
Taylor's gonna show up in your box
Wearing red and yellow in our house
Who rocks the stage at Chief's Kingdom now
87 and 13 sitting in a tree

She loves a tight end
Touch down Chiefs again
She loves a mustache she gonna kiss her some more of that
She loves his wild style a mix of Bollywood Kansas City hood
She loves his big smile 
Is she gonna is she gonna ride off on his white horse
The situation's delicate
Is he taking her to new heights
We don't know yet but we're all obsessed 

Whoa 
Kansas City you're so obsessed
Whoa

Kansas City you need to calm down
Swiftie hearts falling fast in this town
We know all too well 
That only time will tell
If it's gonna be a love story
Is he her endgame
The c team she sings about 
Loving him is red no doubt
87 and 13 K-i-s-s-i-n-g

She loves a tight end
Touch down Chiefs again
She loves a mustache she gonna kiss her some more of that
She loves his wild style a mix of Bollywood Kansas City hood
She loves his big smile 
Is she gonna is she gonna ride off on his white horse
The situation's delicate
Is he taking her to new heights
We don't know yet but we're all obsessed 

Whoa 
Kansas City you're so obsessed
Whoa

Is she gonna is she gonna ride off on his white horse
The situation's delicate
Is he taking her to new heights
We don't know yet but we're all obsessed 

Whoa 
Mahomes gotta get his boy a touchdown
Whoa
When Taylor's in the house he feels pressure now
Whoa 
Kansas City you're so obsessed
Whoa 
Taylor's new house is crrowhead

Procuro no llevar vida vacía
A veces de 5 en 5 voy llenando la alcancía
Sigo sacando fino el filo en mi filosofía
Y aunque tenga este presente no recibo regalías

No se, si es mi fe, pero sigo vigente desde que llegaste
Sirve un café, me la rifé, conviene ser paciente por lo que sembraste

Y ahora me mantengo en la misma línea
Lo difícil siempre es comenzar
No se si esto me lo merecía
Pero de pendejo lo voy a negar

Lo voy a negar

Sigo buscando por quien morir, y siempre vuelvo a ti (Yo siempre vuelvo a ti)
Entre conflicto al decidir, y siempre vuelvo a ti (Yo siempre vuelvo a ti)

Allá afuera hay una guerra, mientras mis capas se mudan
Utopía nos pintaron, jugaron a la segura
Dentente, es hora de honrar a nuestra cultura
El gallito con un beat, esa mi hora de aventura

Touchdown, por una serie voy a favor
Tus comentarios irritantes eres Michael Scott
Y yo de Scott, solo como un tal Travis
Teniendo a mankid en la cartelera nadie paga por abyss

Por aviso no hay engaño, una verdad absoluta
Sirvo pa' servir el vaso sin que se llene de espuma
Por qué si peso poco me esta pesando la culpa
Entre mi oficio, casa y vicio siempre rodeado entre plumas

No se, si es mi fe, pero sigo vigente desde que llegaste
Sirve un café, me la rifé, conviene ser paciente por lo que sembraste

Sigo buscando por quien morir, y siempre vuelvo a ti (Yo siempre vuelvo a ti)
Entre conflicto al decidir, y siempre vuelvo a ti (Yo siempre vuelvo a ti)

Every time I get up on the mic I'm gonna preach
If I'm in the studio I'm coming with the heat
Try to step to me well boy you're asking for defeat
I'm a businessman I ain't handing out receipts
Ballin like I'm Travis up in Houston like a rocket
Call me Jackie Moon when I sit back in the tropics
Walking around town with a Mercedes in my pocket
I like to stay humble when I'm counting up my profits
I like to articulate I do not like to mumble
Only scoring touchdowns I could never fumble
All the outfits in my closet water like a puddle
Stack my money tall Imma call it Bill Russell
Gotta aim for first I don't wanna be a runner up
Coming up short that is sad like a breakup
Gotta put my brothers on whenever I blow up
I know imma blow up
Let me switch the flow up

Young Ceo, Bill Gates
Yeah I'm with the bros, best mates
Chain on froze, ice skate
Fake friends thinking we the same like a cognate
Imma make the girls go bananas like a primate
Stay away from fake so I do not start a tirade
Use my for some money and you know I'm gonna migrate
You know imma migrate, solid no gold plates
Shiny watch, expensive clock
Call it Drake it shine "Nonstop"
Golden chain, fresh and clean
Yeah it's real my neck not green
Only green I keep is cash
Jordan 13's, 23 Nash
Counterfeit I'll have to pass
Call me Chevron never running out of gas
Never an imposter always do my tasks
I like to wear tech fleece with my air max
Yeah I'm too pretty like stained glass
I don't wanna ride coach only first class
I ain't gone stop until my goals I surpass
Only going forwards never relapse
You may think I'm soft because I'm raised middle class
But I couldn't care less I will never collapse
I'm well known, In my zone
Want VS no CZ stones
Fresh Durag, on my dome
They love how my drip two tone
17, almost grown
Every day's a milestone
Walk up in the store and I might just have to cop it
Smart with my money my account skyrocket
I don't need designer I like Nike on my jacket
Nike on my jacket, I ain't have to rob it
I like Jordan 14's but this ain't a sonnet
I know my career about to take off like a comet
I'm an independent man I make my own deposits
Make my own deposits, I ain't hear for gossip
If you think I'm trash silly boy that is fiction
Go on back to school you don't understand my diction
Imma be next up that ain't a prediction, only nonfiction
That was your eviction
No hate around hear, that's my jurisdiction
Yeah I'm heating up real fast, call me friction
People gonna scream my name loud, interjection
I'm about to be every rappers affliction
Soon all the girls gonna be writing fan fictions
Writing fan fictions, hear's the beat listen

Yeah you know I put on for my city man
706 you know I'm gonna make it in a short time span
Welcome to the interlude
Yuh
Yeah I'm new on the scene
You probably never heard about me
But one thing's for sure
I'm from Midland but there's nothing mid about me
Aye yuh aye aye yuh aye aye
MAKING PLAYS ESPN
NOW HEAR COMES THE HOOK AGAIN

Every time I get up on the mic I'm gonna preach
If I'm in the studio I'm coming with the heat
Try to step to me well boy you're asking for defeat
I'm a businessman I ain't handing out receipts
Ballin like I'm Travis up in Houston like a rocket
Call me Jackie Moon when I sit back in the tropics
Walking around town with a Mercedes in my pocket
I like to stay humble when I'm counting up my profits
I like to articulate I do not like to mumble
Only scoring touchdowns I could never fumble
All the outfits in my closet water like a puddle
Stack my money tall Imma call it Bill Russell
Gotta aim for first I don't wanna be a runner up
Coming up short that is sad like a breakup
Gotta put my brothers on whenever I blow up
I know imma blow up
That was just a warm up

s
Sticking to myself, cause nigga I'm a G
And I don't want no fuck niggas hanging round me
One hundred
[Verse 3: Xavier Wulf]
Yeah ho, yeah ho
Move cause I said so
I'm a young nigga but I learned how to work the scope
Granddaddy gave it to me just because he had an extra
He told me pull it if a nigga ever get to pressing
Niggas acting hard but I'm tryna' make it clearer
You is not a G, fuck nigga find a mirror
Do a show in my city, ho I bet you won't
And if you think you tough and do, bitch you gon' get caught
Bitch I'm where I be as a motherfucking boss
Send 'em out to Memphis if you need a nigga lost
First 48, don't even wanna bother
Folks get mad when they see me walking
Folks be getting slapped but it's shit they be talking
Niggas wanna play, till it's time to point the object
Just because I tweet don't mean I won't lose it
The 2.7.5. be the reason I be moving
Bitch

[Verse 4: Chris Travis]
Now why the fuck these niggas playing, they know I don't fuck around
Yeah bitch I got them bars, throwing pussies, touchdown
Pick his pussy ass up, then drag his ass down
Bury 'em in cement, welcome to the underground
Bitch shut the fuck up, please don't make a sound
I'ma have to get my flock cause yeah they love that gun sound
I don't try to be violent, I'm just misunderstood
But you better understand I keep that chrome under my wood
Chris motherfucking Travis mind fucking all you fools
Young nigga, big dick, with a bad attitude
So just know I don't give a fuck about him, her, or you
I'm just tryna' get this sack off to the next dude
Let a real nigga speak, boy you better keep your cool
Got your bitch sending me pictures, bet the motherfuckers knew
Fuck your boyfriend bitch, bet that nigga ain't who?

In the benz whipping clean 
What you mean 
Flick the bean
Pulling up with the team yuh
Speed of light like McQueen
Yeah she like it in between
Ima hit you in the spleen yuh
Diving in like a marine
Get the money Charlie Sheen
Jumping on me trampoline yuh
Cut it up like wolverine
What you mean, What you mean
This all part of the routine

Yeah she looking a ten
Pull up in the benz shit I'm popping off again ay
Get the yen get the yen
My bitch look like a barbie but id rather have a ken yuh
(That's facts) Hella bars like I'm Carti
Fuckn on your mummy now she got a sore tummy yuh
My dick game be dummy
Got no money but this honey wanna bring a buddy yuhh
Keep it litty like I'm drizzy keep on sipping on this fizzy 
Now we feeling really dizzy I just pulled up with your missy 
We been busy feeling tizzy I be balling like I'm Jimmy 
So I hit em with with the shimmy yuh ay

In the benz whipping clean 
What you mean 
Flick the bean
Pulling up with the team yuh
Speed of light like McQueen
Yeah she like it in between
Ima hit you in the spleen yuh
Diving in like a marine
Get the money Charlie Sheen
Jumping on me trampoline yuh
Cut it up like wolverine
What you mean
What you mean
This all part of the routine

Im in space and I pull up in an x wing
Touchdown like madden 2016
Floating like Alladin, bish yeah im flexin
On the beat im spazzin, chain on my neck
And I be spitting like a dragon, my shit be happenin
Guans and I stackin, switch it up like ben 10 huh
Alien like Ridley Scott yeah
And I fuck it up like Travis Scott yeah
And I'm spitting off the fuckin top yeah
Yeah I make the room fuckin rock okay
And I'm pulling up in a drop top
Yeah this shit is a fucking bop okay

In the benz whipping clean 
What you mean 
Flick the bean
Pulling up with the team yuh
Speed of light like McQueen
Yeah she like it in between
Ima hit you in the spleen yuh
Diving in like a marine
Get the money Charlie Sheen
Jumping on me trampoline yuh
Cut it up like wolverine
What you mean
What you mean
This all part of the routine

Had to get up out my mama house 
Dont get me wrong i love my mama house
I want the dreams and the things that we thought about
You see me laughing but i do not talk alot
Aint bout the money then fuck is we talkin bout
Aint have no dad
Chasin a bag
Aint have no money
I aint have no swag
Remix the pack as i sit in the trap

Had to get Had to get up out my mama house 
Dont get me wrong i love my mama house
I want the dreams and the things that we thought about
You see me laughing but i do not talk alot
Aint bout the money then fuck is we talkin bout
Aint have no dad
Chasin a bag
Aint have no money
I aint have no swag
Remix the pack as i sit in the trap

I give to you
You get from me 
I get from ru
Ru get for free
Fucking with me 
You never gon leave
Im packing them p's from morning to eve
I give to you
You get from me 
I get from ru
Ru get for free
Fucking with me 
You never gon leave
Im packing them p's from morning to eve
By any means
You get in between
Get hit with that beam 
Im all on the scene
Bitch its Trap travi
My name got a ring
You cannot google me
You cannot bing
You cannot move wit me if you gon sing
I cannot fuck with you if you a fiegn
I dont know what to do i need a queen
I dont know what to do i need a queen
I had a dream about numbers
Woke from my slumber
Gotta get up or go under
I cannot fund her
I smoke alaskan that thunder
I put the pack in a plunger
Then i go flush
Touchdown quaterback rush 
I brought the pack on the bus
Call it my plus
Used to make plays during lunch
I put the pack where i munch

Had to get up out my mama house 
Dont get me wrong i love my mama house
I want the dreams and the things that we thought about
You see me laughing but i do not talk alot
Aint bout the money then fuck is we talkin bout
Aint have no dad
Chasin a bag
Aint have no money
I aint have no swag
Remix the pack as i sit in the trap

Mime Ass Nigga
Never getting figures
We not fucking witchu
I'll leave that to your bitches
Oh damn wait
That's two less dos
Zenitsu
Sorry Simp
You no Pimp
Fry ya like a cocktail shrimp

Noooooooooooooooo
Not another excuse
I don't need one
From you hoes
Yeah we blowing gas
Ima pass it if I know you
If you just assuming, you fuming
When we don't pass shit
Flyer say come prepared
S-O-L my silly friend
Noooooooooooooooo
Not another excuse
I don't need one
From you hoes
Yeah we blowing gas
Ima pass it if I know you
If you just assuming, you fuming
When we don't pass shit
Flyer say come prepared
S-O-L my silly friend

Upping my demand
Samichi Entertainment
You should follow on the gram
Smoking wholesale onions
Waste of time to buy just one
My plug love me
Blue faces
Keeping the lights on
My smoke can KO pythons
Touchdown I'm blowing pylons
Like Travis no Scott Kelcey
Super Bowl Champ Bailey
Defending like Ima Safety
Even tho my peace ain't got one
I'm spreading love, Jam
Y'all fruity like toucan
She beat me with both hands
That Gawk Gawk 3k no Andre
I let her play
All day, Speakerbox or radio play
Stream Samichi L-A-L-O
Flyer than Pave Lows
Noooooooo
Flyer than Pave Lows
Noooooooo
Samichi Lalo
Don't need excuses
That shit is stupid
Nooooooooooo
Yeah Yeah
Ooooooooh
Yeah yeah
Flyer than Pave Lows