Lyrics Chris Travis

Chris Travis

For The Summer

Boy I'm on it, I never settle for slowing

We parking lot pimpin' till six up in the morning

You come up on me wrong, I promise I ain't going

It's gonna end wrong, I promise you ain't knowing

Bitches all on a G, know I'm blowing for '16

Making a big team, lil' nigga got big dreams

Don't get your dreams crushed by lying to exceed

I used be up but now I'm calmer and at ease

I think it's cause I got used to them Cali trees

But bitch I'm still Memphis so, don't try embarrass me

I was causing a scene, them niggas ain't really mean

My outfit be the reason you niggas look up to me

Publicly a beast, approach me and don't speak

Sophisticated ass freaks, my bitches do not speak

You niggas ain't on my level I think you've reached the peak

Bitch I can do numbers, [?] a lead

I kill it for the summer

Shawty you know what's up

These other niggas runners, but really can't keep up

Don't gotta do numbers

I keep my head up

Man fuck the next nigga, gotta keep my bread up

I'm living my life established, you unestablished

Bitch I been a rock star, these niggas just make the band

I done made my hits now I'm tryna' take off the brand

Waterboyz bitch and we coming up on your land

And more classics be coming, you know it and understand

That I don't give a damn, you boys is in a jam

Fall back