[Intro]
Aye aye aye

[Hook]
Girl you looking fine let me show ya
N***as know I'm always getting high never sober
Bitch my money standing hella tall I'm gettin closer
I don't give a fuck about your feelings or emotions
Yeah she dancing on me I don't even want her
Walking around like I just got out a coma
Smoking pounds, used to hide the weed from my momma
Now I'm stepping out in your town every summer

[Verse 1]
Chris Kenshin Travis, bitch I do this for my momma
Beat a n***a ass if he fuck with my money
N***as think they know me but, they don't really know me
In my own lane I'm just moving hella slowly
Pussyboy behind me they can't get in closely
IPhone booming cause these sluts wanna fuck me
I just sit and choose and pick one cause she lucky
Come up trynna start shit and I'll leave you bloody
Bitch I'm about my bargains you n***as so funny
Drop a n***a quick like the rain from the sky bitch
When I get rich I'ma post on a island
But I'm living young in America just wildin'
I don't need a stylist
Bitch I'm making styles bitch
Thuggin' in my white tee
Walking through the mountains
Weed by the ounces
Bitches in they blouses
Money keep me smiling
Big bank account shit
[Outro]
Aye