Lyrics Chris Travis

Chris Travis

R Rated

Water, Godfather

The great man, the author

Bitch I don't know you so I will not bother

I got a thing for these bitches, imposters

Come through my city they might try to rob you

We do not mean it but my city greedy

Take what we want and we get what is needed

I'm never stopin and I pop-lock-and-drop shit

Pop, lock and drop, watch your head hit the concrete

Oh - oh, oh - no

Twenty thousand for the whole show

Let's go, Let's go

Niggas really actin like they know

No bro, no bro

I'ma get that mothafuckin dough

And nigga you broke, you joke

I'ma sneak past ya witcha hoe

Niggas really think they flow is hot

I'ma make em stop like a watch

Fuck him, watch him drop

All I know is drop, drop, drop, drop

On the beat can't flop

Bow down to a G

Niggas fall from they peak

Then crawl on the knees

I'ma stand tall

I don't gotta have two feet

Tryna see double g

Tryna see double d

Tryna get a mothafuckin peak

On this beat, R.I.P

Baby girl say that I'm crazy

She noticed my music, my lyrics R-rated

Don't really know who your bae is

I'm tryna fuck you and yo friend on a spaceship

Don't know no runners

My niggas they hunters

We feast on you niggas then hide in a bunker

My phone steady jumpin with talks about nothin

Leave me alone if you not about money

Niggas ain't killas, these niggas is victims

Thinking they hard but they scared of the system

My mind is not closed bitch it's flowing like rivers

The shit that I talk probably give you the shivers

Water, Godfather

The great man, the author

Bitch I don't know you so I will not bother

I got a thing for these bitches, imposters

Come through my city they might try to rob you

We do not mean it but my city greedy

Take what we want and we get what is needed

I'm never stopin and I pop-lock-and-drop shit

Pop, lock and drop, watch your head hit the concrete