Chris Travis – Color Blinded Lyrics

2014 shit, nigga
How y’all motherf*ckers feel about that? If y’all don’t like me then leave me alone
Because I’ll still set foot right into your home
And leave everything bloody with the lights on
I’m so god damn cold, nigga, you know
f*ck a bitch I just met at my show
I don’t even know her name, but I know she a go
She having second thoughts, telling she not a hoe
I don’t claim that I’m real, I just thought you should know
I don’t claim that I’m paid, everybody go broke
I’m just sitting at the top, looking down below
Ain’t nobody f*cking with me, I just thought you should know
I’m just living, shawty, I’m just living (x2)
I’m just living, baby, I’m just living (x4) Everytime I drop a project
Create new sound, give me my shit right back
Niggas boosted y’all head up, thinking you on
No, but that shit whack
Everytime I see a black car, catch me in that motherf*cker
Smoking good weed in the back
Ain’t got shit on my mind but stacking all my money to the ceiling
I ain’t doing shit, motherf*cker, but eating good and f*cking living
Nigga, don’t complain what the f*ck is wrong?

Chris Travis – On The Town Lyrics

[Intro]
Hello.. How you doin
I’ve been meanin to talk to you
You been goin through some thangs
I feel it, I feel it
[Verse]
I’m just thinkin thoughts in my brain thats okay
Baby where you goin you the same there’s no way
I’ve been doin what I need to get to give me some cake
I’ve been doin what I gotta do n I got faith
If you try to cross me nigga you will turn into bait
Ion fuc with these niggas that constantly hate
I’ve been doin what I need to do for life
I gotta survive my nigga give me all my stripes
Ion fuc with these with niggas that’s alright
Ion fuc with these pussies thats alright
I get p*ssy every day n fucin night
I love p*ssy man that’s all I need thas right
All I need is some water on some ice
Waterboyz for mothafucin life
Yall done started a dam monster
Where you at my nigga you will get punished
Im so mothafucin high I can’t get under
Y’all niggas ain’t shit to my stomach
Nigga I’ve been doin what I do for life
Say it once well bitch nigga I’ma say it twice
[Outro]
I drop down on her
I put it down on her
I lay it down on her
Im on the town on her
Im high as fuc
On the town on her

Chris Travis – Red Roses Lyrics

Would you give it all up if everything goes right
I’m tell you like this nigga don’t look back twice
Real nigga right here, in a mothaf*cking cyph
You can be in the dark just reach for the light
Niggas gonna get mad, but at least you all right
Blunt straight to the face, nigga thats all night
I’ma get my money, nigga thats all right I’ma be rich soon, nigga thats on me
Don’t worry about me because if you worried about heat
Then your life f*cked up nigga thats on me
Wish my niggas good luck, waterboyz overseas
Waterboyz in the sea, f*ck nigga f*ck with me
The whole squad everywhere, everything we redeem
[Chorus x2]
We ride thru the town, and we smile and we riding
Drugs in our bodies it’s only for one night bitch
Ride thru the town, and we smile and we riding
Drugs in our bodies it’s only for one night bitch [Intro]
Allow me to tell you a story, that starts far far away
Just like any other story
But the difference between this story and every other story
Is that this one ends with a broken heart
[VERSE 1]
Gon’ tell your nigga f*ck ‘em if he ain’t about shit
Gon’ tell your friends nigga they ain’t bout shit
All I hear is this and that, ain’t nobody about shit
Ain’t nobody tryna get it till a nigga get rich
Phones call from a bitch, that I never really miss
Two rubbers in my pocket cuz one might rip
Lot of 1’s on me, so the tip can get a tip
Give you acid bring you home, thats a trip for a trip I ain’t really gon trip, cause I got a lot of money
Ain’t shit popping when the day ain’t sunny
Everyday is just dark, while I’m sitting in my room
Thinking deep, in my mind, like I had a case of shrooms But theres images of you, in the hotel room
She’s been looking like she just went through a typhoon
Woke up in the morning didn’t even press snooze 6AM deep in that p*ssy too soon
[Chorus]
We ride thru the town, and we smile and we riding
Drugs in our bodies it’s only for one night bitch
Ride thru the town, and we smile and we riding
Drugs in our bodies it’s only for one night bitch
[VERSE 2]
Last night was the shit, had to tell you about that
How I met you at a party you was on Xanax
Probably didn’t even remember, I was high as f*ck too
Life just become memories way too soon
But we did what we did and I do what I do
Don’t blame it on the drugs, cuz we know thats ain’t the truth
Shit happened for a reason, had to jeopardize the proof
When you drunk that shot your ass already knew
[VERSE 3]
Got a lot of shit to say, just been on my mind
But my flights at 9, so I’m running out of time
What the f*ck you gon do? Is you ready for this life?

Chris Travis – Where You Goin Lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
Bitch I'm chillin'[X3]
Bitch I'm chillin with my niggas
How you feelin if you with us
f*ck you mean bitch
With my team bitch
And we thuggin'
On your scene bitch
[Hook 1]
I don't give a f*ck
I don't give a damn
Bitch I smoke so much
My brain going HAM[x2]
[Verse 2: Chris Travis]
f*ck your feelings
f*ck your feelings
I don't give a f*ck bout your feelings
How you feelin'
How you feelin'
I'm by myself
I'm chilling
You a stupid bitch
You a dumb bitch
You ignorant hoe
Go get your shit
I don't give a f*ck
I don't give a damn
I dat nigga
I been going HAM
Bitch you know this
I'm right here
Girl you see me
I'm right here
Got my shit straight
Got my money
f*ck you niggas you're so funny
[Hook 2]
You niggas losin'
I'm right here
You girl chosin'
Girl I'm right here [x2]
Where you goin' I'm right here [x12]

Chris Travis – Man Of The Year Lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
I been a man of my home
Now I'm feeling like the man of the world
I ain't really got shit but a name
And a few curly hair slutty girls
I can bring you up in my world
Or the world that is very unheard
We can talk about the life you live
We can smoke til your body sits still
I just wanna f*ck girl what it is
I just wanna f*ck girl what it is
Sit down just tell me how you feel
Promise me you gon keep it real
Promise me not to lie to you still
f*ck how other niggas feel
They say i've been actin really weird
I don't give a f*ck pull me up chill
[Verse 2: Chris Travis]
Stand down for my brothers
Stand down for my mother
Stand down for my nigga tryna get through the struggle nigga be about your hustle
Stand down for the people
Why nigga cause we all f*cking equal
And that's the motherf*ckin' sequel
f*ck niggas ain't none of my people
These niggas ain't straight
Like these niggas go both ways
And we don't like you niggas
Cause we only like girls anyway
So f*ck a friendship nigga
I need a Bentley nigga
You ain't killing me nigga
I don't owe you shit nigga
[Hook]
We slidin' through LA we viben
I ain't go no time man
I'm only tryna get high-ben
Money in my pocket
Cars in my wallet
Yeah tonight we f*ckin'
That's your only option
[Verse 3: Chris Travis]
Winter days sittin' by the fireplace
Smoking on some shit that gon blow my mind away
I ain't really tryna do shit today but take off in a rocket and go to space
Ridin' with my niggas
I'm gettin' high with my niggas
I'm gettin' money with my niggas
But ain't shit funny with my niggas
Niggas think we laughin' with them
Nigga we laughin' at you
My whole life been a movie
I can f*ck around a become an actor
But nah I ain't really actin' nigga
I'mma a motherf*cking factual nigga
So watch where the f*ck you pass it nigga
Music for the soul
I do it for the passion nigga

Chris Travis – Glide Drexler Lyrics

[Hook]
Yeah, I feel like Glide Drexler
Do it on my street, yeah [?]
Diamonds in my necklace
I don’t need to flex, but
Pull up in a Tesla
I don’t need to say, but
Cops pull me over
They just need the pay card
Bitch can’t get over
You can’t f*ck me over
Pull her to your crib though
Knocking out the boulder
All my hitters closer
Yeah we movin’ closer
Hit it to the money
I don’t even know her
[Verse 1]
Boy, you is a poser
Yeah I mean a poser
Me up on a posters
Lookin’ like a loader
Yeah, I’ve been a smoker
Fidgin’ like some hoster
She don’t wanna show her
Cause you can’t control her
I don’t even know you
How the f*ck you know me
All up in a kool aid
[?]
Bitch, back up off of me
You giving me anxiety
f*ckin’ with the robberies
You gon’ end up high [?] (bitch)
You gon’ end up high [?] bitch
But I’m ridin’ with the five [?]
Got that bitch and she gettin’ freaky
VVS’s and you know they blinkin’
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Can’t be with no dumb bitch
All I know is run shit
Fallin’ side Water World
All we know is flush shit
Boy, you is a druggie
Please don’t claim you’re hustlin’
Fifty hoes I’m bustin’
Like it’s nothin’

Lil’ Duke – For The Love Of Money Lyrics

[Chorus]
For the love of money, these bitches do whatever
Walk inside the office baby, I can change the weather
You niggas ball like eleven, what you got on you look dirty
I want that mula, that fetty and we not talkin’ no lettuce
They came from overseas, we dickin’ the ovaries
In the club with a pole on me, eyes low like Chinese
[Verse 1]
She suckin’ my dick got her all on her knees
[?] so loud and she beggin’ me please
Put it on me while she tell me go deep
That p*ssy so wet like a sea
Diamonds on me, check
Wait a minute, flash
Took a picture with them
Now she want sex
She wanna f*ck me so bad
But I only want neck
I’m in that lamb and I’m smashin’
I’m picking up cheques
[?] ’cause I got next, I don’t need no rest
My niggas so ruthless
And [?] give a f*ck but no [?]
First you get the money
Then you get the power, then you get respect
Middle school road runnin’, ten bands in my desk
Have my zone, got to stay fresh
These niggas see through like Latex
We in the air we take jets
How you gon’ eat with no plate yet
Niggas always on some fake shit
They know and go out to way to hate shit
Sendin’ me over that cake shit
Get that f*ck nigga a facelift
[Chorus]
For the love of money, these bitches do whatever
Walk inside the office baby, I can change the weather
You niggas ball like eleven, what you got on you look dirty
I want that mula, that fetty and we not talkin’ no lettuce
They came from overseas, we dickin’ the ovaries
In the club with a pole on me, eyes low like Chinese
[Verse 2]
[?] around the globe
You know it’s bros over hoes
Bitch we tell it like nobody knows
Niggas be snitchin’
Runnin’ with felons, they’re gonna wipe your nose
Strong in my Balenciagas
And she gonna f*ck with, no problems
I’m in LA, I’m a dodger
Percocet kill all my problems
I’m probably f*ckin’ a model
We put Fantas on ice
We get the bitches to bother us
You know we ballin’, you know we ballin’
Ballin’ in six in the morning
Young niggas with me they get it
But we do not want True Religions
I want in hand like a Fifty
What you tryin’a do, I done did it
And bitch I’m good in my city
Don’t give a f*ck ’bout no feelings
Came from the block, I was dealin’
Now I’m on my way to the millions
Thirty chains all like a slave
All these bitches gettin’ slain
Swim in that bitch like a whale
Bitch I’m the coach, I’m callin’ the play
Like stars fallin’ in the rain
Look like I’m goin’ out in space
She want a nut on her face
[Chorus]
For the love of money, these bitches do whatever
Walk inside the office baby, I can change the weather
You niggas ball like eleven, what you got on you look dirty
I want that mula, that fetty and we not talkin’ no lettuce

Chris Travis – H20 Lyrics

[Intro]
(coughs)
Shit
We vibin’, We vibin’
We vibin’, We vibin’
We vibin’, We vibin’
[Verse]
1, 2, 3 bitch
Don’t f*ck with me
And I don’t want to f*ck ho
Shit I’m trying to go to sleep
Pour a 4, and a 2
And I’m good for some hours
Put my dick up in your bitch
And reproduce some purple flowers
Bitch I’m Kenshin Travis
All these other nigga’s cowards
Baby I can pop a pill
And we can f*ck for some hours
Or we can sip drank
And talk about your life and how it
Don’t be worried ’bout a thang girl
I swear the world ours
Nigga’s on the side line
Watch a real nigga ball
No you niggas hate it
But the flow won’t fill a lot of ya’ll
Me and all my niggas stay flexing in America
Ridin’ in your hood
Like mothaf*cka we ain’t scared of ya
[Hook x2]
And we sipping
And we ridin’
And she moaning when I get in side it
She got lost cause, my words hypnotizing
Said, sit back and just vibe bitch
[Verse 2]
Baby, I ain’t even tryna get a conversation
I just wanna take you home and pull out them damn laces
And if ya nigga run his mouth
I’ma give his ass some braces
She tell me stop sippin’
I said baby I (?)
She sippin’ crazy lately
But I don’t even say shit
Cause I don’t want my problems interfering with relations
And girl, I f*ck with you
Cause I swear you were my favorite
But now you can’t trust me cause you think a nigga made it
These other bitch nothing
I can tell you why they hating
They want to see you down
But you gotta move safely
But girl I’m right beside you
Just don’t let the devil take me
And when you in my nightmares
Girl I swear that you awake me
[Hook x2]
[Outro]
And that was for you
(laughs)

Chris Travis – Feel Like Lyrics

yall ain’t got vocals like chris yall can’t do this shit like chris yall can’t rap on beat like chris yall can’t freestyle like kenshin yall witness yall witness. [Intro]
[Verse]
I just feel like
I just feel like, i dont got no where to go
I just feel like, there are people i should know
I just feel like, every girl ain’t a ho
I just feel like, all these niggas f*cking jokes
I just feel like, I got money but im broke
I just feel like, I’m on top im a pope
I just feel like, throwing up off these drugs
I just feel like, I need a kiss and a hug
I just feel like, I should never get drunk
I just feel like, I dont ever needa gun
I just feel like I’mma make her p*ssy run
I just feel like, I just do this shit for fun
I just feel like, niggas dont f*ck wit me
I just feel like, moving out of the city
I just feel like, my ex is so petty
I just feel like, my new bitch is so ready
I just feel like, paper ain’t comin steady
I just feel like, that this song is so heavy
I just feel like, I can f*ck already
I just feel like, all these bitches so silly
I just feel like, that im supposed to be on
I just feel like, rappers can’t write these songs
I just feel like, yall dont know what im on
I just feel like, only i can make a song
I just feel like, smoking blunts not a bong
I just feel like, my brain cells f*cking blown
I just feel like, I dont need to go to school
I just feel like, f*ck a collage and some rules
I just feel like, watching f*cking cartoons
I just feel like, taking off on some shrooms
I just feel like, im the realest in the room
I just feel like, that i gotta stay in groove
I just feel like, that most ain’t cool
I just feel like, a lotta people hate
I just feel like, yall people can’t relate
I just feel like, yall can’t congratulate
[Outro]
And you feel it when she drill it im so real and she know i be drilling she be know i be killin she know i be peelin all these niggas i am realer you a bitch. this homicide

Chris Travis – Wet As She Drip Lyrics

[Intro]
Say she miss me when I'm gone.. Gone n whisper it in my ear
Sippin codien feelin' like I got no legs
Never worry about shit cuz I don't believe in stress
[Verse]
She like heaven with no lemons
Her p*ssy is so prolific, we fucin, we lovin
But its bout business she moanin' n zonin'
That syrup I'm kissin'
You niggas ain't fucin' wit me, so quit it
Trynna be me
Nigga stop livin'
Niggas is mad, my shit is different
Yo shit is slob, my shit is drippin
[Bridge]
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
[Verse 2]
Steezin n greasein yo bitch is alone
My seaman is demons they melt on her tongue
You niggas is trippin y'all niggas is dumb
My niggas is loaded on drugs n poms
My bitches is faithful yo bitches is sprung
Aqua good weed in Chris Travis's cum
Trynna get green but still im so young
Feelin emotions up in my song
[Verse 3]
I swear I'm zonin'
I be zonin'
These bitches on me but i still feel lonely
But still im focused
Lovin motion
I'm slow motion
But never loathin
[Hook]
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip
She so wet as she drip
Wet as she drip [Hook]
Say she miss me when I'm gone
I ain't even gone no where
Baby do you love me?

Chris Travis – Judgement Day Lyrics

[Intro]
Last try bruh, f*ck this shit
Keeping everything
Keeping everything nigga, off top nigga
I don't even f*ck with this beat nigga, but I'mma kill this shit
No chords nigga
[Verse]
Nigga, I'm a walking lick, so you can't even touch
If you try to rob me, I'm cutting out your damn guts
Hoes try to play me, I don't play games much
Talking shit today, will have your funeral next month
Niggas try to lie on me
Don't say I'm biting styles
I'll rip your favorite rapper up, like a shredded file
Niggas on my dick hard, smoke them like a Black & Mild
f*ck a cop, f*ck a court, f*ck a goddamn trial
I'ma stand for my pride, p*ssy nigga, sit down
Beat a nigga ass quick, then smoke a whole pound
Bitch I'm not the dog pound, I'm a mothaf*ckin' beast
Run up in your house, take your bitch, put her on a leash
Judgement day for these rap niggas and they damn fans
Kill your song with a hook, call me the candy man
I'm the mothaf*ckin' best, f*ck who don't understand
Disrespect and get your ass clapped, like a lap dance
Get your main bitch f*cked, and your lil' sis snatched
No kidnap, just f*ck and give the bitch back
I'm a mothaf*ckin' shark, ya'll p*ssy niggas cast
Throw your ass in the water, watch you swim bloody laps
"Chris Travis can't rap", that's what lame niggas say
If you don't like me, p*ssy nigga you is gay
Long dick in your mouth, bitch, f*ck what you say
Got drunk and sex, kicked her out the next day
Wake a bitch up quick, throw water on her face
f*ck a nigga and his problems, ain't nobody straight
If you listen to this, thn you a real nigga
If you get a offended, this about you nigga
Stay up out my lane bitch, ya'll up in the way
Better go hide in the attic somewhere safe
Try to diss Chris Travis, you a f*cking disgrace
Line up your whole career, on my f*cking dinner place
But I doubt that will happen, I ain't worried about shit
Don't let worries f*ck your life up for your kids
Niggas hating on my dick, cause I'm making progress
Bitch I'm more than a rapper, I'm a starving artist
Punching fans in the face, like I'm Ron Artest
Just to let ya'll know, I ain't taking no shit
Killing every nigga off, if he up in my way
While he smoking kush, send his ass off into space
Goddamn
[Outro]
Shit just got killed nigga
Say no more

Chris Travis – We Od Lyrics (feat. Bones)

Just been thinkin’ ’bout everything
Uh, everything we’ve done, oh my god
Damn, beautiful
[Hook: Chris Travis & Bones]
Waterboys on deck, Team Sesh on deck
Waterboys on deck, Team Sesh on deck
Waterboys on deck, Team Sesh on deck
Waterboys on deck, Team Sesh on deck
[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
Beautiful lilly, she lickin’ my dick
Ho, don’t you touch me or try to kiss
Livin’ my life, tryin’ to get rich
Don’t got no money, you can’t be my bitch
Ain’t drinkin’ water, you ain’t in my clique
She sippin’ lean and she swallow my kids
Um, pause, deep in her walls
f*ck and we sleep then we pop Adderalls
She f*ck me good then go work at her job
I am the man but I am a god
Drinkin’ my water and smokin’ my pot
My dick is a coin, insert in her slot
Bitches worth money, a p*ssy been bought
My dick is golden, the f*ck did you thought? Your bitch been chose to come f*ck at the loft
One night pass, after that, it’s goin’ to cost
Waterboys on deck, Team Sesh on deck
Kenshin Travis ’bout checks
Straight calls, no texts
No money, no rent
White Benz, black tint
f*ck with my niggas and you will get marked
Come in the target, we shoot you like darts
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Bones]
All of my bitches drink water (water)
All of my bitches look gorgeous (gorgeous)
All of my bitches eat healthy (healthy)
All of my bitches live longer (longer)
Drugs hard but I’m harder (harder)
Gone, so they always callin’ (callin’)
No phone on me (on me)
‘Til I’m buzzin’ like a Motorola
I’m smokin’ like a locomotive (Sesh)
Get cash and I float (Bones)
I’m livin’ life to that fullest
Floor covered in that roaches
Shades on like Jodeci
Hear the flow and they know it’s me
No response, so these bitches goin’
Go and try to get close to me
Fall back, I tell her fall back
Call me, I won’t call back
Crawl back to your boyfriend
Go and tell him that he’s all that
He’s on your mind all the time
Never heard of you’re a different person
Say you love him, but you really don’t
Rather f*ck, rather roll my dope
[Hook] [Intro: Chris Travis]
You know?

Ben Folds – You To Thank Lyrics

By the time the buzz was wearing off
we were standing out on the sidewalk
with our tattoos that looked like rings
in the hot Nevada sun
Kids piled high, our moms and dads shook hands
in a party of Polaroid friends
rented a pool and hired a band
Maybe they knew more then we knew
cause they danced and drank
while we jumped off the deep end
Oh I’ve got you to thank
for this
Christmas came around
yeah and everything was going to crap
and our moms and dads not a clue to be had
Yeah we put on a pretty good act
and they seemed to all need to believe it
so we danced and smiled and paddled hard beneath it
Oh I’ve got you to thank
for this
You can’t say you’ve never had a doubt
and smoked it down but really wanted out
By the time the buzz was wearing off
we were standing out on the sidewalk
with our tattoos that looked like rings
in the hot Nevada sun
and they won’t fade
I’ve got you to thank

Ministri – Nella Battaglia Lyrics

[Strofa 1]
Anche oggi ti ho pensato nella battaglia
Ero vestito di sonno, una fame tremenda
Il vento falso della metrapolitana
Il mio primo giorno, il tuo buona fortuna
Anche oggi ti ho pensato nella battaglia
Ti ho chiamato e tu mi hai spento il rumore
Mi ha guardato negli occhi, mi hai coperto le spalle
Oggi era triste avere questo lavoro che
[Bridge]
Altri giorni mi ha salvato dal cielo più nero
Che mi diceva sarà il tuo porto più sicuro
Ma oggi non c’è più nulla in lui che mi piace
Da quando non fa più passare la luce
[Ritornello]
Guardalo
Guarda il tuo incubo
E digli “Ciao, ciao, ciao
Io non son fatto per te”
Guardalo
Guarda il tuo incubo
E digli “Ciao, ciao, ciao
Io non son fatto per te
Tu non sei fatto per me”
[Strofa 2]
Anche oggi ti ho pensato nella battaglia
Quando volevo nascondermi e non ci riuscivo
Quando volevo togliermi il cuore
Starlo a guardare per capire come funziona
E non c’è tempo per lottare o per disertare
È un viaggio fatto di sola destinazione
Oggi non c’è più nulla in lui che ti piace
Da quando non fa più passare la luce
[Ritornello]
E allora guardalo
Guarda il tuo incubo
E digli “Ciao, ciao, ciao
Io non son fatto per te”
Guardalo
Guarda il tuo incubo
E digli “Ciao, ciao, ciao
Io non son fatto per te”
[Post-Ritornello]
Anche oggi ti ho pensato nella battaglia
Anche oggi ti ho pensato nella battaglia
Anche oggi ti ho pensato nella battaglia
[Ritornello]
Guardalo
Guarda il tuo incubo
E digli “Ciao, ciao, ciao
Io non son fatto per te”
Guardalo
Guarda il tuo incubo
E digli “Ciao, ciao, ciao
Io non son fatto per te
Tu non sei fatto per me
Tu non sei fatto per me
Io non son fatto per te”

Chris Travis – Lay Up Lyrics

[Chorus]
Lay up with that bitch (Aye)
Lay up with that bitch (Aye)
Lay up with that bitch (Aye)
Lay up with that bitch (Aye)
Haters I dismiss (Aye)
Haters I dismiss (Aye)
She want take a pic (Aye)
She want take a pic (Aye)
Lay up with that bitch
Pull up on a bitch
Yeah you know im in
In a f*cking? Lay up with that bitch
But im bout my? On Kenshin, on Kenshin
Pull up on a bitch and shooters tell me? Get out my face
If you making? Kenshin
Never settle (never settle) not for less
I’m the best and she said f*ck the stress
Smoking on the f*cking best
And im like f*ck that shit
[Chorus]
Lay up with that bitch (Aye)
Lay up with that bitch (Aye)
Lay up with that bitch (Aye)
Lay up with that bitch (Aye)
Haters I dismiss (Aye)
Haters I dismiss (Aye)
She want take a pic (Aye)
She want take a pic (Aye)