Lyrics Chris Travis

Chris Travis

Adapt

Ay, she ain't nothing but an internet ho

Seen her on my dashboard, didn't even know

Boy I'm complexly sitting on water like a boat

Bitch I made a whole movement, niggas better take notes

Polo PJ's, coming down like Young Dro

Put a blunt in the air, disappear like smoke

Make your lil bitch melt like butter on toast

It's a new summer, bitch nigga make a toast

On the shore in this water nigga like a rainbow

Beat a nigga silly then make him run home

Then follow with my bitch, boy Cuba be her home

If she want a southern boy, Memphis, Ten be my home

Hate tryna please girls, cause they hate when they alone

But I swear when I'm done all she wanna do is bone

Say she wanna take it slow

Where you wanna go?

Drive around the city slow

And let the people know

Everybody wanna know

How I do it, oh...

I just wanna touch your soul

And feel your spirit close

- David Egan... His girlfriend was killed on that same road

July 4th, one year earlier. Maybe he blamed himself, maybe he was sitting in the road waiting for us to hit him

- Yeah if that'll help you sleep at night

- What happened between us? We used to be best friends...

- We used to be a lot of things...

Say she wanna take it slow

Where you wanna go?

Drive around the city slow

And let the people know

Everybody wanna know

How I do it, oh...

I just wanna touch your soul

And feel your spirit close

Drive around the city slow

And let the people know

Heartbreak kid, oh...

I'm just makin sure

Say she wanna take it slow

Where you wanna go?

Everybody wanna know

How I do it, oh...