Chris Travis, Robb Bank$ - Solid lyrics

[Chris Travis, Robb Bank$ - Solid lyrics]

Fuck do you mean I come in and attack shit
Smoking so mean it got my
Blunt feeling mad bitch
Son of a king but I'm the one man bandit
Taking your trees and then
Burn 'em like ashes running the money
I don't fuck with that cop shit
Burning ya up quick just like a hot pocket
Promise we greeding on go, don't stop shit
Your bitch legs in the air like she's
About to do a drop kick boy i'm on this beat
Like knitting on stockings

Yeah i fucked that ho
Then I left her in the lobby
Fuck first class with the captain
In the cock pit pilling while dressing on a
Thousand dollar outfit
Young Chris Travis in her mouth
Where you find me
Dope in the cabin with your bitch


Eating salmon
Don't play your role, you can't be around me
Portraying the troll
Bitch you better off clowning

And boy me and you, me and you
Me and you ain't the same
You boy you just a fuck nigga
If i hopped off the porch with you
Just know I fuck with you
Just know I'm riding my nigga
Boy who you finna see
Boy you just copped a plea
I know you a liar my nigga

Fuck with Kenshin, fuck with 2PhoneShawty
Yeah you know that, we SOLID my nigga
You know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Yeah you know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Yeah you know that shit SOLID my nigga
Yeah you know that we SOLID my nigga

And your bitch had her tongue in my ear
I ain't heard what you say
Know your pussy from what I do here
Get it straight
I bring the pain bout time I regulate
I see the pussy in your face
Little boy don't play games
Get your mind right, niggas turn full dyke
First of my kind, I reprise in the moonlight
8 years straight I've been
Drinking dirty sprite
Eating clean lean diet, boy that

Savage life for life, right?
Made the baby cry
Fuck your bm till the sun up
Gm to the non-believers, I just woke up
I make my bitch, yo' bitch
Slow kiss the dick and cum quick
Don't ask where my project, I drop it
I make a mess boy these niggas in the mirror
Can't bear to keep looking
And all these hoes saltier
Then they own pussy
They gon' feed you bullshit that
Taste like your momma cooking
Try & dap me i let your
Hand levitate and I'm floating

And boy me and you, me and you
Me and you ain't the same
You boy you just a fuck nigga
If hopped off the porch with you
Just know I fuck with you
Just know I'm riding my nigga
Boy who you finna' see
Boy you just copped the plea
I know you a liar my nigga

Fuck with Kenshin, fuck with 2PhoneShawty
Yeah you know that, we SOLID my nigga
You know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Yeah know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Yeah you know that shit SOLID my nigga
Yeah you know that we SOLID my nigga

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