Chris Travis – Triple Threat Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Break that shit down and I roll that bitch up while I'm stackin' my cups
Used to get kicked off the bus now I'm pullin' off in a tour bus killin' shit, be what's up
Call me young shot bitch I will eat you up
And at your head why you lookin' messed up
Don't give a f*ck, why these niggas act tough
Run up get thrown up, you know where I'm from
Memphis lil nigga we carry them missiles we carry so [?] that we don't need a [?]
[?] bitch to LA on a mission, I'm out in my city but still you be missin'
Nigga you thinkin' you right but you not
Can't even drop [?] no heat but you hot
Watch me go up as a nigga with jaw
Plowing shit and I'm killin' you all
[Hook x2]
Nigga fight fight
p*ssy boy boy
Nigga fight fight
p*ssy boy boy
[Verse 2]
Choppas on low bitch on Choppas on low bitch on Choppas on low bitch on Choppas on low
Ain't got no time to play around with you clones
I'm sending them off and I bet he get gone
Yo bitch she all on my dick like a [?]
And I'm still gettin' some pay, give a f*ck 'bout you lil niggas I play
Where you at bitch, leave a nigga backflipped
I'm still on the track bitch, I ride off with cash quick
Boy I made it happen, you saw me in action
p*ssy I ain't had shit, now I have my family
All these niggas hatin', see them they don't say shit
Bitch I'm on the statement , bitch I'm me, I'm greatness
Spark up in my spaceship, fire on your pavement
She don't ever say shit, she think that I'm satan
No bitch I'm amazin', to this earth I gave in
Let the crystals cave in, all my people waitin'
For the day I wait in, all these niggas waitin'
On the day I give in, I'ma keep you waitin'
Bitch
[Hook x2]
Nigga fight fight
p*ssy boy boy
Nigga fight fight
p*ssy boy boy

Chris Travis – Unresponsive Lyrics

[Intro]
You know I just came back
From uh
You know what I'm saying
My city
Now I'm back in my other city
[Verse 1]
It's a lesson to be learned if you f*cking with me
But that shit won't even matter cause you won't f*cking see
Let my f*cking dreads swing as I'm parting the sea
If you tryna get to me, bitch it's gon be a fee
Down deep in Tennessee
I remember the dreams
Nowadays niggas just be rapping to scheme
f*ck it though
Bitch I made it out my way with no plan
Traveled across the world just so I understand
This shit ain't a game, why these niggas be playing
You jump into this industry you become a plant
Never trust a bitch and let her know where you at
You f*cking on that bitch and now she f*cking your mans
It's a dirty game
Better watch where you stand
You thinking he your nigga but he plotting the drags
If they ain't rooting for you then they ain't your friends
You gotta keep it real or you won't over stand
Niggas kill each other and still work for the man
Mane theres just some shit that I can never withstand
Be your own boss and go find you a plan
Take a couple losses just to build to up your brand
[Hook x2]
Why the f*ck you niggas steady tripping on these hoes
Make it
Get it back
Keep your business on the low
Still the same nigga, but you know how that shit go
Niggas acting different cause the fame all they know
[Verse 2]
Had to change shit
Brought myself back to life
Rappers trying hard just to compete by my side
We ain't cool bitch
And you know that we alright
Sun shining
And I'm shining, may be too bright
I may say some mean ass shit but that's alright
You go through some mean ass shit but that is life
I can't tell you how the f*ck we made it through the cold
A lot of niggas getting on
They struggled at the most

Chris Travis – Shoutout To My Luxury Lyrics

[Hook x8]
Shoutout to my luxury
[Verse]
Im shining, okay
Shoutout to my luxury
Remind them that I don't give a f*ck you see
You know that (bitch you know that)
Catch me flexing doing a motion
Aye, I'm sorry, promise not to flodge man
Can't play me like Atari
Smoking every f*cking day I feel like Marley
Posted in your f*cking city like a rock band, cause I rock man
Promise it won't stop man
I need to get away you know that I'ma come back
You know that I'ma come back
You know that I'ma run back cause I run that
You see me say what's up man or move out the way
If I could go back in time I'd probably make your day
I tell bitches leave me alone, I need to concentrate
She say that she bump my songs
I told her name me, aye
She couldn't so I moved on
[Bridge 1]
Aye, shawty, aye
I'm riding off a wave
Feeling good I'm paid
Okay
[Hook x4]
Shoutout to my luxury
[Bridge 2]
Riding off a wave
Feeling good I'm paid
[Hook x8]
Shoutout to my luxury
[Outro]
Riding off a wave
Feeling good I'm paid
Getting this money I'm paid
Can we f*ck today
I just can't [?]

Lil’ Duke – When We Ride Lyrics

[Outro:]
Pay attention, these are words to those who robbed me
How many niggas wanna be involved? [Produced by Butla Beats]
[Intro:]
Niggas love to scream peace after they start some shit
True story
Everything I say out my mouth, I either did or been through it
[Verse 1]
Probably never noticed but I always stood up
I know how to work the block and had the chains looking out
f*ck the dirty ass cops who love to hop out
They beat you up and search you for nothing and take your whole package
When I go clear my mind, I listen to Makaveli
Toting MAC 11s, we was in the streets acting reckless
Most of these rap niggas broke like the levy
And I grew up in the streets where the OGs slanging heavy
Had to eat real heavy, if you cheat, you a failure
In court they amaze me, smoking weed, they’ll test you
If you sneeze, I’ll bless you, wet you out f*ck nigga
Paralyze you from the neck down, you better respect me
[Hook]
When we ride on our enemies, it ain’t over until it’s complete
(My niggas hardbodied in the streets)
I’d rather eat crumbs with the bums, then to eat steaks with the snakes
(Motherf*ck the fakes)
When we ride on our enemies, it ain’t over until it’s complete
(My niggas hardbodied in the streets)
I’d rather eat crumbs with the bums, then to eat steaks with the snakes
(Motherf*ck the fakes)
[Verse 2]
I don’t see no changes but the hating has to stop
Niggas doing anything for the fame, tryna reach the step
What they want with us thug niggas, used to love niggas
Now I plug niggas, and slug niggas
Niggas be wanting beef, but don’t know who to start it with
Niggas love to scream peace right after they start some shit
Make it clear, make you do a [?] flip
Try to take something from me, I’m up on you
Nigga arsonist, Duke! But I’ll kill all of yall
[Hook]
When we ride on our enemies, it ain’t over until it’s complete
(My niggas hardbodied in the streets)
I’d rather eat crumbs with the bums, then to eat steaks with the snakes
(Motherf*ck the fakes)
When we ride on our enemies, it ain’t over until it’s complete
(My niggas hardbodied in the streets)
I’d rather eat crumbs with the bums, then to eat steaks with the snakes
(Motherf*ck the fakes)

Upchurch – Struggle Phone Call Lyrics

[Skit: Struggle Jennings & Upchurch]
I spent so much of my life trying to take care of other people, worrying about every body else
And I really had a distorted sense of beliefs, you know, ’cause the way I raised
I believed it was okay to do wrong as long you was doing it for the right reasons
Yeah
You know, and, um, but, you know, I’m coming out bro with a clean slate
You know, we got a real buzz going, and uh, we gon’ do something, you know
Let’s rock this shit
Yeah man, right away, outlaw shit
Country boy shit, let’s do it
Yeah

Upchurch – Hourglass Lyrics (feat. Struggle)

[Chorus: Struggle Jennings]
I’m on the back road, country boy style with mash
I’m upside down in the sand like an hourglass
Like an hourglass
Hourglass
I take a minute to relax while the hours pass
I’m upside down in the sand like an hourglass
An hourglass (Upchurch)
Hourglass
[Verse 2: Upchurch]
Hours pass in the hourglass, hours pass and they’re passin’ fast
Everybody got a vision of the future past, just save the presence of the last
I still gotta rap to tell y’all shit, still gotta rap to represent
Still gotta rap for everybody at the bottom, middle finger to the haters, can’t tell me shit
Grew up, mobile home, now I’m famous, mobile phone
People wanna kick it with me in different area codes
It’s crazy how you grow up gettin’ kicked around by multiples
And now you’re squatted up with country boys knockin’ out them Tonka Toys
AR-15’s, HID’s, light bars, 33’s
Hidin’ up in them Tennessee trees like I’m only in the holler tryin’ to get some peace
It’s quiet I can only hear the spirits whisperin’
The sound of nature is my stress reliever, won’t you listen in
I’m howlin’ at the moon, petrified by its gloom
I never thought I’d be here failin’ in the classroom
Middle fingers up, I’m Catholic with the f*cks I give for real, boy
Life’s hard mask down like it’s all steel toe
[Chorus: Struggle Jennings]
I’m on the back road, country boy style with mash
I’m upside down in the sand like an hourglass
Like an hourglass
Hourglass
I take a minute to relax while the hours pass
I’m upside down in the sand like an hourglass
An hourglass
Hourglass [Intro]
Hahahahaha
[Verse 1: Struggle Jennings]
Yeah, my successes were deserved
Looking in they eyes, I see them haters is perturbed
But I am not disturbed, I kick the hatred to the curb
And to think that I would quit on your behalf would be absurd
I’m movin’ in and I accept no eviction
Listen to the sound of my voice, you hear conviction
Hick evicted, waitin’ on the quidles
With a hand full of Skittles, trying to figure out the riddles
The fat lady sang, the little man plays the fiddle
We found out you got a family full of rats like the Littles (Like the Littles)
Little lover slums bubba come and get you some, yes
Pour a little rum and make a toast for the morning sun
Good night moon, sorry that I’m leavin’ so soon
They booked to Cancun ’round noon
I’m outta here mami, hasta luego
Sunset on the haters, where the day go?

Chris Travis – Swervin Off You Lyrics

[Hook]
Aye I'm swervin off the road
And she really wanna f*ck fasho
Aye I'm swervin off these hoes
And you know I gotta get my dough
Aye I'm swervin off the road
And you know I just poured some more
I'm swervin off the road
And I never keep my eyes closed
[Verse 1]
Aye you know how the f*ck it go
Shawty why you actin' like you don't
Shout out all my haters foes
I'ma smoke these here for y'all
Aye she callin' tryna get some more
But I'm high as f*ck can't move, damn
I soaring, all these f*ckin shows
Me and my niggas gonna move cash
[Hook]
Aye I'm swervin off the road
And she really wanna f*ck fasho
Aye I'm swervin off these hoes
And you know I gotta get my dough
Aye I'm swervin off the road
And you know I just poured some more
I'm swervin off the road
And I never keep my eyes closed
[Verse 2]
Everybody f*ckin' know
I'm in my beamer speedin' off
For the summer I'ma go to the sea I'm takin' off
These bitches breaking up weed that she saved for us
I'm feelin' catered up, she want the latest stuff
I want the greatest stuff, followed by many bucks
But I never gave a f*ck and I'm still doin' me
And I'm still makin' moves, ridin' up, ridin' out
And I'm still boomin too, signin' in, signin' out
What the f*ck they gon' do, we right here, right now
What the f*ck they gon' do, we right here, calm down
[Hook]
Aye I'm swervin off the road
And she really wanna f*ck fasho
Aye I'm swervin off these hoes
And you know I gotta get my dough
Aye I'm swervin off the road
And you know I just poured some more
I'm swervin off the road
And I never keep my eyes closed

Potter Puppet Pals – Draco Puppet Lyrics

Draco likes fire. (Whistling)
Do doo do doo do doo do dooo Draco likes bowling. Draco likes pliers. Draco likes hamsters. (Sound of money falling)
Draco likes face paint. Draco likes mint toothpaste.(Swish swish swish swish swish)
Draco likes money. Draco likes cartwheels. Draco likes honey.

Upchurch – White Lightning Lyrics

[Intro]
Some people go for gold, then lose sight of their shine
And the sparkle that once was, gets tarnished in mind
They forget what they was after they fell off the track
And their vision that was vivid gets lost in pitch black
Age starts to take place like a bomb that keeps tickin'
And they regret not chasing after it after they had the ambition
The ambition fades away like the red on a rose
And the regret sucks the life from everybody I suppose
But my rose ain't red, it won't die but ain't fake
But when I die, I'll drown myself in these lyrics I speak
White Lightnin'
(Chasin' white lightnin', chasing white lightnin')
[Verse 1]
I ain't no stranger to the rain, I put the sunshine in my grey clouds
Worked hard for where I'm at, so it's easier for me to sleep now
But I don't sleep I walked the roads from stop sign to street name
No yellow marks on these back roads, so I paint the lines and pave my way
And these framed pics on my wall from my top tens on these music charts
Represent these small towns you'll never see with a big heart
And these lyrics in my songs are the warm spot like a Carhartt
Don't ever forget that one place that made you that person that you are
[Chorus]
Many miles I've roamed wheels turnin' on that one lane
Last years boots, broken soles chasin' one thing
Caught up in the storm of life it gets me excited
I guess you could say, I guess you could say that I'm
Chasin' white lightnin', chasin' white lightnin'
I'm chasin' white lightnin', I'm chasin' white lightnin'
[Verse 2]
Let the rain come down 'til I can't hear myself think (Self think)
Let the rain come down and drown the radio out in this little S-10
I wanna go back sometimes just sittin' at Sonic doing nothin'
Chillin' with all my friends on the tailgate rollin' up and jammin' somethin'
Yeah a young gun I was one of those puttin' Jack D in my Dr. Pepper
Had stickers all on my back glass of my truck it made that shit look better
Just a poor boy dreamin' too big for the town that I was raised up in
That's why I represent the underdogs, I want them to know that they can win
[Chorus]
Many miles I've roamed wheels turnin' on that one lane
Last years boots, broken soles chasin' one thing
Caught up in the storm of life it gets me excited
I guess you could say, I guess you could say that I'm
Chasin' white lightnin', chasin' white lightnin'
I'm chasin' white lightnin', I'm chasin' white lightnin'
Many miles I've roamed wheels turnin' on that one lane
Last years boots, broken soles chasin' one thing
Caught up in the storm of life it gets me excited
I guess you could say, I guess you could say that I'm
Chasin' white lightnin', chasin' white lightnin'
I'm chasin' white lightnin', I'm chasin' white lightnin'
[Outro]
(Lightnin')
(Lightnin')
(White lightnin')

Chris Travis – Lemon Water Lyrics

(Kenshin)
[Hook]
What’s my name, say my name
I’m young Kenshin, I bring the pain
Like the game, you niggas lame
I’m doin’ me, don’t know your name
She say hey, I said wassup
Where you at, can we f*ck? [Hook]
What’s my name, say my name
I’m young Kenshin, I bring the pain
Like the game, you niggas lame
I’m doin’ me, don’t know your name
She say hey, I said wassup
Where you at, can we f*ck? Bitch I’m shining, sparkle Limón
Water diamonds, lemon water
[Verse 1]
Ride with no f*ckin’ ID, but them motherf*ckin’ big bands on me
I might be sayin’ nigga shawty sweat dreams, lookin’ at my mouth it make you squirt like chow ching
Blow bling, neck teams
Got that bitch wet like a submarine
That is me
Cause I’m in her
Rich nigga
Don’t eat dinners
Bitch I’m starvin’
Need a billion
If I don’t get it
Then I fail
And I don’t fall
Like the air
If you don’t get it
I don’t give no f*ck bitch (laughing)
[Hook]
What’s my name, say my name
I’m young Kenshin, I bring the pain
Like the game, you niggas lame
I’m doin’ me, don’t know your name
She say hey, I said wassup
Where you at, can we f*ck? Bitch I’m shining, sparkle Limón
Water diamonds, lemon water
[Verse 2]
Why these bitches actin’ like they got it
Thousands in my pouch boy I don’t even have a wallet
You sleepin’ on the couch and you talkin’ like you bossin’
Niggas need to think right before they speak often
Bitch I break the internet without any market
Waterboyz bitch we a motherf*ckin’ army
Had the club droppin’ like everybody comin’
Bitch I can’t respond cause you see a nigga workin’
[Bridge]
See a nigga workin’, whats my name
Say my name, say my name (Kenshin)
What’s my name? Bitch I’m shining, sparkle Limón
Water diamonds, lemon water

Lil’ Duke – On My Game Lyrics (feat. Hoodrich Pablo Juan, DC White)

MC Hammer went broke
Mike Tyson went broke
Being famous a joke
Had to grab the shit by the throat
Too stressed, so I bought a stone
Money, power and respect like I'm Al Capone
Make 6 figures off a flip phone
Being broke, now I'm the shit, homie
Watch the tables turn and the ashes burn
You live and you learn
I pull up with the work like I'm big burn
Trap booming, no Tina Turner
Got 40 with me, and he keep the burner
I'm the truth like [?]
Coop, need to cop the new Carara
White bitch named Sarah
[Chorus: Lil Duke]
Can't hate on my gang, I don't even know your name
Can't hate on my gang
I'd rather be rich than to be famous
Rather be rich than famous
Run up my money, I bought me a chain
Run up my money, I bought me a chain
Bitches still throwing salt on my name
Bitches still throwing salt on my name
They f*ck with my pimpin, can't handle my game
They f*ck with my pimpin, can't handle my game
We walked in the industry, we are not industry
I am so industry, 2 bitches with me, I'm in between
You going out sad, you niggas so green [Chorus: Lil Duke]
Can't hate on my gang, I don't even know your name
Can't hate on my gang
I'd rather be rich than to be famous
Rather be rich than famous
Run up my money, I bought me a chain
Run up my money, I bought me a chain
Bitches still throwing salt on my name
Bitches still throwing salt on my name
They f*ck with my pimpin, can't handle my game
They f*ck with my pimpin, can't handle my game
We walked in the industry, we are not industry
I am so industry, 2 bitches with me, I'm in between
You going out sad, you niggas so green
[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I take a cookie, nigga, smoke a cookie
Young nigga move that dope, push it
These niggas be flexin, you know you p*ssy
Plug hating on me, so you know I took it
Bennyhonna nigga, no fortune cookie
Frunny locked up, I give him a cookie
Smokin on that bubba kush
I'm trippin, [?] touch
Eat it up, throw salt on it
Bitch, keep a [?]
High tech with a [?]
I'm working three stores like Tony Tony Tony
I'm like Helen, I got glockoma
f*ck nigga try me, I keep it on me
Still these niggas love to hate on me
[?] stane on me
[Chorus: Lil Duke]
Can't hate on my gang, I don't even know your name
Can't hate on my gang
I'd rather be rich than to be famous
Rather be rich than famous
Run up my money, I bought me a chain
Run up my money, I bought me a chain
Bitches still throwing salt on my name
Bitches still throwing salt on my name
They f*ck with my pimpin, can't handle my game
They f*ck with my pimpin, can't handle my game
We walked in the industry, we are not industry
I am so industry, 2 bitches with me, I'm in between
You going out sad, you niggas so green
[Verse 2: DC White]
DC White!

Upchurch – Outlaw Lyrics (feat. Luke Combs)

[Verse 2: Upchurch]
I got scars on my knuckles from a loud mouth in the parkin' lot
Knife wounds in my back from so called friends that tend to lie a lot
There's snakes up in the grass but bubba shit, I'm used to walkin' tall
And if I feel you're talkin' shit, won't second guess to jack your jaw
Today the world we live in, realness tends to wash and fade away
That's why if you ain't walkin' shit then I don't care for shit you say
I met the folks I idolize and so far they're some white ass lies
Just country fakin' good disguise, now tell me how that tends to fly? Can I get an outlaw? shows 'bout idiots that think country is drinkin' beer
I'm sick of seein' skinny jeans smilin' like a cover girl
I wanna see some kids outback with .22's poppin' squirrels
I wanna see some young guns goin' out on a duck hunt
And lesser of this Flappy Bird and actin' like a lazy bum
'Cause trends got it twisted and they make country a petty style
Now where's all my country folks that actually could go survive
When that stock market crashes I'll be somewhere deep off in these pines
Killin' shit, kickin' ass, and takin' what the hell is mine
[Chorus: Luke Combs]
We don't need another pretty boy singin' pretty songs
Fake country boys, doin' country all wrong
Need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin' 'baccer and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all? Can I get an outlaw? [Intro: Luke Combs]
Where have the rebels gone
[Chorus: Luke Combs]
We don't need another pretty boy singin' pretty songs
Fake country boys, doin' country all wrong
Need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin' 'baccer, and whippin' ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all? Can I get an outlaw? [Verse 1: Upchurch]
Let me get a outlaw like the man who raised me up
Haulin' chickens to Kentucky in the back of beat up trucks
Because all I'm seeing now is Hollywood wearin' some huntin' gear
And T.V. I'm on my southern pride twang, baby, come and roll with me
Backwoods as it gets and not the shit that you see on TV
I'm talking Chevy C10, kickin' up some brown rocks
.30-06 with a cedar-stained wood stock
[Chorus: Luke Combs]
We don't need another pretty boy singin' pretty songs
Fake country boys, doin' country all wrong
Need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin' 'baccer, and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all? Can I get an outlaw? [Verse 3: Upchurch]
I stay comin' in like a rock so they be callin' me the Scottsdale
Cornbread fed and you know I'm raisin' plenty hell
I'm turnt up like some honkies at a kegger party in a hotel
And I'm breakin' down these barriers like drywall that needs repairs
I'm cold with my shit, boy, I'm cold with my style boy
That backwoods, that hick town, that late night, that drivin' round
That George Strait cranked real loud, got lightnin' bugs on my windshield
That back road, no cops found and I'm sippin' on that hot brown
I RHEC shit, my motto, got rednecks by the truckload
That smell good stay sprayed on, I hit downtown and take girls home
That bonfire, light that up, home grown shit, roll one
I got a gun rack in by back glass and a big gun, it holds one
[Chorus: Luke Combs]
We don't need another pretty boy singin' pretty songs
Fake country boys, doin' country all wrong
Need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin' 'baccer, and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all?

Upchurch – Wheels Lyrics

[Chorus]
(Wheels) All I know is runnin' windy roads
Fog all on my windshield, smack that dash to play the radio
(Wheels) Met my first love in a Chevrolet
Shootin' bullshit with my buddies, parked down by a river bank
(Wheels) And I'm only gainin' miles in life
Heartbeat of America just make sure that you drive 'em right
(Wheels) Ro-rollin' up in something junk or nice
Still gon' be that same dude raised up on that good old southern pride
[Verse 1]
I've been the same dude since day one, I ain't gon' change
Backwoods boy, brought up only on them southern ways (Southern ways)
Used to skip school, in the front and out the back
In the woods with a box of bullets and a deer stand sippin' dew and Jack
Won't ever look back, I love my life, if I could I'd probably live it twice
'Shine in the toolbox, sittin' on ice, bonfire with a belt like twenty foot high
Gasoline in my veins, success in my sight, straight pipes on a small block 305
And I'm straight tatted up, got that black on white, won't start no shit but I'll finish two fights
Goddang (Goddang) and this country trend is fabricated (Fabricated)
And being famous is imaginated (Imaginated)
Well for me it ain't no problem
I got famous folks in my iPhone, one click and I could call 'em
[Chorus]
(Wheels) All I know is runnin' windy roads
Fog all on my windshield, smack that dash to play the radio
(Wheels) Met my first love in a Chevrolet
Shootin' bullshit with my buddies, parked down by a river bank
(Wheels) And I'm only gainin' miles in life
Heartbeat of America just make sure that you drive 'em right
(Wheels) Ro-rollin' up in something junk or nice
Still gon' be that same dude raised up on that good old southern pride
[Verse 2]
Like 6 o'clock on a Friday night, I just acquired me a little buzz
See not everybody has nice things in this small-ass town I'm comin' from
I got a new truck, I got new jeans, I got new boots, still the old me
Drink PBR, own guitar strings, still love listenin' to them crickets sing
See I stay always stressin' shit, bubba all I write are these thumpin' hits
I'm represent them country folks, them rednecks and them Dixie chicks
Can't nobody tell me nothin', so hardheaded, skull made of diamonds
I might strike ya ass like a rattlesnake, I'm stone cold like Steve Austin
And if you're lookin' for advice is what I'd tell ya
If you go through life yourself, it'll probably work out better
I see people shuttin' down over Facebook comments
I give my middle finger to that bullshit nonsense
[Chorus]
(Wheels) All I know is runnin' windy roads
Fog all on my windshield, smack that dash to play the radio
(Wheels) Met my first love in a Chevrolet
Shootin' bullshit with my buddies, parked down by a river bank
(Wheels) And I'm only gainin' miles in life
Heartbeat of America just make sure that you drive 'em right
(Wheels) Ro-rollin' up in something junk or nice
Still gon' be that same dude raised up on that good old southern pride
[Outro]
Pride, pride, pride, pride
Good old southern pride

Chris Travis – Seen A Ghost Lyrics

[Intro]
Word around the town, I'm so motherf*cking icy
Word on the town, all these bitch niggas don't like me
Word on the town, she got my name in her mouth
Word on the town, all these niggas 'bout to drown
[Hook]
Aye, smoking dope
Think I seen a ghost
Let's be friends
Can't nobody know
f*cking hoes
Take away they phone
Tryna snap shit
All up in my home
[Bridge]
Bitch get ghost
I don't know
I get tickets
For a show
You ain't got it
The answers know
p*ssy niggas
Ain't gon' blow
[Verse]
Know you been missing me missing me
All of my music is history
All of these bitches is feeling me
Acting like you ain't heard of me
Stop it boy
Need to go play with your pocket toys
Been a real nigga since Rocket Power[?]
Fake niggas dying out by the hour
Stood up I stood up I stood up
Nigga you're running with pushers
All of my niggas eat good
All of my niggas eat better
She know that I get her wetter
It's summer but I'm rockin' sweaters
'Fore you know I do whatever
I know I put it together
I know one day cannot settle
You niggas average like Cs
You gonna need a plan B
If you think you f*cking with me
Send me my muhf*ckin' pack
Send me my muhf*ckin' pack
Send me my muhf*ckin' pack
Send me my muhf*ckin' pack
[Hook]
Smokin' dope
Think I seen a ghost
Let's be friends
Can't nobody know
f*cking hoes
Take away they phone
Tryna snap shit
All up in my home