Chris Travis
You Can Tell
[Verse]
I ain’t been to sleep but I take money naps
Bitch we just met now you sitting on my lap
Boy I’m going in and I’m never looking back
Sendin' stomach shots n***a like you sippin' Jack
Boy I'm posted in a cage like a fuckin' bat
Cut him with a blade from his face to his neck
N***a I'm insane like a vet with a tec
N***a I'm insane like a vet with a tec
Beat it like four or five times
I’m smoking and shopping online
My jeweler's be screwed up in diamonds and rulers
You n***as is foolish
But n***as can't fool us
I'm thinkin bout mula
You thinkin bout putas
You n***as is stupid
Can tell how you moving
Just watch how I do this
I'm really gettin ruthless
Dont care bout no stress
So I dont fuck with Lucy's

[Bridge:]
She hit me up just to give me the coochie
I need to [?] cause my life movie
N***a be bitin the flow in they music
N***a you loosing
Stop what you doing
Fuck with a woman dont fuck with no hoochie
Life is so hard but this money so soothing
Bitches, can’t trust them, this money will move it
N***as, they bustas, they want what you movin
[Hook x2]
N***a what ya doin
Two blunts in the air, hot balloonin'
Pink Bapes on, got my shoes lookin fruity
Got my shoes looking fruity, like fruit bitch
Watch a n***a do this

[Outro]
Dont fuck with cocaine you can tell
I fuck her, I show her, I tell
My clothes just get sent in the mail
With verses and beats I just kill