Lyrics Chris Travis

Chris Travis

Resurrection

You don't want a race

I'm wild and I sleep in that bape

Hit it like she cannot face

Your bitch is out of my taste

Just to go get me a Wraith

Hop in that bitch it just stank

Make her remember my face

I know these niggas be hatin'

I came and I kicked down the door

That little boy think he cold

I might just pick yo your hoe

Never that cause she a hoe

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I'm a beast but I always feel excited

I make music that make niggas want to fight, bitch

Walk up in this bitch and all I hear is silence

It's been inside me I just had a chance to find it

Now I found it and I can't fucking hide it

Make a bill, all a nigga need is time, bitch

And I divide and conquer but they can't find me

She put my dick on her lips

I keep my head I don't slip

All of these people ain't real

I gotta' handle my biz'

Her pussy sweeter than brisk

I had to get it up quick

Nigga I'm never gon' quit

Give a fuck if you don't like me

Shout out your bitch because she [?] me

She wanna' fuck [?]

Walk in the [?] with a rifle

Boy I'm higher that flight club

[?] in my hair like I'm Michael

Little bitch she was a slight dub

Outta' your mind and I won't cuff

Aye she put my dick out like a disc

Boy I'm a man I don't diss

And I water the world, It's fucking lightning-ing

Your bitch on webcam you think she Skyping me

And I need two redbones but I don't buy em'

Boy I get on that stage it's a recital

And yeah they know my words like I did Ridalin

I see you envy but where your title at

Walking through the mount' I ain't never scared

Your bitch got the fire, she got that super head

I pull up to the hood then get some turkey legs

I'm a young rich nigga I was born with bread

I see these bitch niggas hatin' cause they can't get it

Money's out for everybody, how you can't hit it

I can't fuck a average bitch, man I didn't hit it

She was grabbin' for attention and I still dissed it