Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sci-Fi , by - Chris Travis. Release date: 14.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sci-Fi |
| I ain’t never gotta tell a nigga shit bitch |
| Spit sick shit, nigga make you get sick quick |
| Better run like sprint when I’m close to ya shit |
| Purple rain like prince when the thang get lit |
| Young Chris be the pimp that will Bang anything |
| In my motherfucking way, better get another plate |
| Better go where it safe, but there ain’t no where |
| So you dead anyway, fuck nigga fly away |
| Pull up to ya spot, Debo hot, need two ounces |
| Just to sling the next part |
| Saying that you with or your not, saying you move your stock |
| Pussy boy stop, pull up to you spot Nigga fuck, what you got |
| Imma be on unsocial, till my heart beat drop |
| Iont really give a fuck if we cool or not |
| Young nigga put em up if you feel to this song |
| I’m the motherfucking nigga that pay the cost to be the boss |
| I become a young man when I punch a lion |
| Now nigga got bills so I ain’t got time |
| If your fucking with my money I wanna it due time |
| Imma kill the whole damn game in due time |
| Watch a nigga flip the whole game where you laying bout |
| Po' off the world, like I put this shit on standby |
| Lights off on the block, its about to be a drive-by |
| Come and take your bitch, nigga go tell her bye-bye |
| Come into the dark like I put her on Sci-Fi |
| Your ho need me like her man need Wi-Fi |
| Smoking on this herb got this bitch really sky high |
| Come and take your bitch, nigga go tell her bye-bye |
| Come into the dark like I put her on Sci-Fi |
| Your ho need me like her man need Wi-Fi |
| Smoking on this herb got this bitch going sky high |
| Pussy Nigga whatchu know |
| Watchu' know |
| Pussy Nigga who ya know |
| Who ya know |
| Pussy Nigga whatchu know |
| Watchu' know |
| Pussy Nigga who ya know |
| Who ya know |
| Pussy Nigga whatchu know |
| Watchu' know |
| Pussy Nigga who ya know |
| Pussy Nigga whatchu know |
| Pussy Nigga whatchu know this |
| Grab your bitch by her throat, don’t let it go |
| Let the boy talk, oh, he bout' to go |
| To a place he ain’t never bin befo' |
| Kill em slow |
| Pussy nigga whatchu know |
| Grab your bitch by her throat, don’t let it go |
| Let the boy talk, oh, he bout' to go |
| To a place he ain’t never bin befo' |
| Kill em slow |