Chris Travis
Stuck On The Couch (Intro)
[Chorus]
Now Ima' fuck all these hoes, Ima' smoke on my weed, I can give two fucks bout whatchu n***as think
Real n***a in your face, pussy betta not blink
I drink this shit up if it's purple or pink
Now Ima' fuck all these hoes, Ima' smoke on my weed, I can give two fucks bout whatchu n***as think
Real n***a in your face, pussy betta not blink
I drink this shit up if it's purple or pink
[Verse]
As I slow this in my cup, I gather all of my thoughts
Time moving real fast, I'm moving slower than a sloth
Tell the n***as fuck with me, I'm comin' straight from the South
East side of the M where this real n***a found
If you n***as got ah problem gon' and bring ya ass down
God damn I'm sick and tired of these mothafucken clowns
Ima have to paint em up since that's what they about
Hide some mothafucken secrets, hide in yo damn house
But ima keep it real, long as you shutcho' mouth
Poppin' pills, gettin' trippy at my grandmother's house
Boy, you better keep up, think I kinda slowed you down
Like you want some mixed pills and you po'd up an ounce
[Chorus]
Now Ima' fuck all these hoes, Ima' smoke on my weed, I can give two fucks bout whatchu n***as think
Real n***a in your face, pussy betta not blink
I drink this shit up if it's purple or pink
Now Ima' fuck all these hoes, Ima' smoke on my weed, I can give two fucks bout whatchu n***as think
Real n***a in your face, pussy betta not blink
I drink this shit up if it's purple or pink