| Bass boomin' to the mothafuckin max
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| GPS a pussy
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| Riding deep, where they at?
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| I smoke real good but I don’t smoke wax
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| If your bitch fuck good, then I might call back
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| Pussy nigga know, who the hell you playing with
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| Gon buy the rose, yeah she a bad bitch
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| Sew a nigga up like a piece of fabric
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| Then it probably won’t make it then that shit tragic
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| Six feet nigga, put him in a basket
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| Young Kenshin Travis steady doing damage
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| Only fuck niggas won’t understand me
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| I’m an astronaut, underwater Sandy
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| Took your bitch with a piece if candy
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| Shout out to the niggas up in Miami
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| Chicks and money on the fucking granite
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| I’ma beat his ass, I’m a straight bandit
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| Fuck a nigga mean, let him straight have it
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| Choppers on the scene, Afghanistan shit
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| Memphis young nigga put them in a bracket
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| Probably get rich, fuck a bad actress
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| Shawty what’s your name, I was just asking
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| I was in the bank, I was just cashing
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| Seen her from a far, she was straight dashing
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| But back to the raps, I was just ashin'
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| Nigga too high, I be straight bragging
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| Spit hot fire like a red dragon
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| Talk that shit, better get a casket
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| Try to harm me, have your soul dancing
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| Try to harm me, have your soul dancing, I was outstanding
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| Bitch I’m VIP, your was on the out standing
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| Don’t look at me to let you in the building
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| Chris fucking Travis, yeah I know they feel him
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| And when I’m not there, pussy know I’m still here
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| And when I’m not close, pussy know I’m still here
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| When I unload, pussy know I kill shit
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| See you niggas whack, I can’t even feel it
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| Tats on my throat, I ain’t even feel shit
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| And if you got a bone, let’s make a killing
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| Let’s make a toast to the niggas not shit
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| Send me a beat, I’ma make it a hit
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| Send me some weed, I’ma make it a lick
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| I’m a weed smoker so I need an extra six
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| You can’t spark shit
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| Boy you need an extra kick
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| Shout out to my nigga
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| Purp merked on the beat
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| Beat a nigga ass, leave him merked in the street
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| At a stop sign where the cross roads meet
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| Bitch I’m bout mines, it’s never about we
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| I don’t do crime, leave it for the young G’s
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| I’m a young nigga but I feel OG
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| Backwood lit full of Bubba OG
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| Nigga look away cause you don’t know me
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| I’m a suspect, that you probably owe me
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| Niggas need to know that there’s only one me
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| You can imitate but can never intervene
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| Kenshin at the top
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| And you just in-between
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| Bitch |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Just Ashin , by - Chris Travis. Song from the album SOME (Silence Of Me Eternally), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп