Chris Travis
Actavis
[Intro]
Mwahahahaha

[Hook]
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[Verse]
Ridin' through my hood, lookin' for them bitches
Smokin' on dope as I hit them switches
Deuce Deuce tucked in a young n***a britches
Mind on my money, but a murder came with it
Thinkin' that a young black man gotta get it
Reefer in my blunt, man, I swear, I gotta hit it
Wanted to stop, but a n***a can't quit it
Left out the club, but his bitch came with me
Crazy shit, huh? Chris Travis for you dummies
Sippin' codeine, got me feelin' like a zombie
Poppin' them pills got me feelin' kinda funny
Chris fuckin' Travis, and yo ho wanna fuck me
But I'm just chillin', we can fuck in the morning
Smokin' on mids when my day gets boring
My bitch on my side, keep a young n***a soaring
Fuck with a n***a, just ride with me
And roll somethin' up, get high with me
Only real n***as in the sky with me
Now vibe to this hypnotizin' shit
Girl, shut up, you better ride this dick
Hoes on my dick, 'cause they know a n***a steezin'
Kush so loud, mane, it got a n***a sneezin'
If yo bitch left, then, n***a, I'm the reason
Smokin' on packs, ashin' on the bitch cleavage
Full of them drugs, as I'm ridin' through the night
Codeine in my cup, got a n***a feelin' right
Pretty bitch on my side, and she on that shit tonight
Take her back to my crib, my n***a, it's only right
[Hook]
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