- Travis Thompson MO BBIN 歌詞
- Laza Travis Thompson
- Okay, Im doing pretty good as far as geniuses go
Upper left to my death,
But Im getting cream on each coast
I mean, I reap what I sow
Ill probably smoke fore I eat
Im off to beam in my home,
And Ill probably **** fore I sleep
Its a couple hating from a local LA fitness
Sleeved up
Mad they dreams aint work,
And so they try to hate on me, what?
If I was yall, I wouldnt broadcast my business
I got paper,
Work my job cause Twitter aint where my business is
I had holes in my shirt from ripping sensors,
My mama stressing
Now, I fly to Manhattan office
Get blessed with whole collections
Its a new game
And theyre starting the feeling, my old friends
Your budget resemble my loose change
My boot-chain all ****** up, yall new prey
Im next up, *****, you late
Recap my past six:
Tyler bought a beam and a rollie, a brand new mattress
I bought a bunch of drugs,
And I really havent looked back since
Yall past-tense, Im staff- picked
Dont blast us, were average
Your wack-s**t like cappin, Im good
Just watch and take notes, imagine you could
I put stats on my books,
Im like, 'thats what it took?'
I need Am Walks for Ambaum, Im papped to my hood
And thats facts til the day over,
I pray that you stay with us
Did Sway with a hangover,
We used to sell painkillers
Im way different
Im way different
I make pictures, Im way different
Said: ride, grinning wide with my feet up
Down the 509, rolling **** up mobbin
Do a little much, I need to ease up
You could gun it, imma run it,
Couldnt keep up mobbin
Ride, grinning wide with my feet up
Down the 509, rolling **** up mobbin
Do a little much, I need to ease up
You could gun it, imma run it,
Couldnt keep up mobbin
Running, checking my Adidas to say 'hi' to yours
Im the s**t, I guess my party yields a pot of gold
Know a couple move away just like they pop a loaf
Know a couple moving snake, you see my line is more
Cant make you no promise
I need to tap on my roof as a test
Because it could go missing in traffic
Whether I spin it, to flip it,
To make it, make it, make it back as a prophet
Waiting on mamas and poppy
Laughing cause I got some options
Moves are black, I feel it back
I swerve through lanes, Im cape-done
Need bank like K all caked up
Dont play like J, K made off
Cant save her
No, you cant save her
Said: ride, grinning wide with my feet up
Down the 509, rolling **** up mobbin
Do a little much, I need to ease up
You could gun it, imma run it, couldnt keep up mobbin
Ride, grinning wide with my feet up
Down the 509, rolling *** * up mobbin
Do a little much, I need to ease up
You could gun it, imma run it, couldnt keep up mobbin
Mobbin
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