Chris Travis
Where You From
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Still that n***a, still dead resurrected
It's the best n***a past or present
Mark of the beast left my nut on the sheets
Wrote my signature in it then i left it
[?] put the bounty on his head
I talk it, i walk it all on percocet
I might go berzerk with the brand on my neck
Zero wet with the steps fuck n***a eat a dick

[Verse 2: Chris Travis]
Come in my way, better have payed
Call me young Hitler i slay 'em away
Monday through Monday your bitch wanna lay
But it's Monday Through Monday the money no laying
Banging my head through bitch while i'm praying
They ain't talking mula so fuck what they saying
I'm bout to go crazy i'm bout to go saiyan
I'm bout to go over i'm bout to go praying

[Verse 3: Robb Bank$]
It's the one and only, got my swag stole
N***a back off Sista sista pole
Family plan still no calls
Kill tech mic check if you act wrong
Like a piece he was 17 o's what you want
Yeah you know i watch anime and get the head
I'm sick of everybody being mother fucking friends
I'm sick of the pretends sick of you thinking you had a chance
I'm a ta with the paper i make sure i get it check
[Hook: Robb Bank$]
Aye! We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Noo!)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch!)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (N***a Noo!)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch!)

[Verse 4: Chris Travis]
The options are moshing she eating salami
You n***as is weak make me sick to my stomach
I promise, i promise i hit you, you vomit
It's over, it's over no rumbles no stumbles
My life is so crazy but she keep my under
Under the covers away from you busters
Molding ya ties and you burning the rubber
Hit this one time you won't ever go sober
Bitch! i was 16 swerving in a Rover
With a permit and a whole lot of smoke bruh
Tryna make bands cuz i wanted that cobra
I'm a get it in bitch though i had told ya
Now i came blew note with a few notes
And i like to see hoes with a few hoes
Real n***as like me don't need clothes
And we passing off sluts we don't keep those
[Bridge: Chris Travis]
Memphis burning and running
Bitches fucking and coming
N***as fucking in something
N***a what ya want something?
(x2)

[Hook: Robb Bank$]
Aye! We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Noo!)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch!)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (N***a Noo!)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch!)