Chris Travis, Robb Bank$ - Where You From lyrics
[Chris Travis, Robb Bank$ - Where You From lyrics]
Still that nigga, still dead resurrected
It's the best nigga past or present
Mark of the beast left my nut on the sheets
Wrote my signature in it then i left it
Put the bounty on his head
I talk it, i walk it all on percocet
I might go berzerk with the brand on my neck
Zero wet with the steps fuck nigga eat a dick
Come in my way, better have payed
Call me young Hitler i slay 'em away
Monday through Monday your bitch wanna lay
But it's Monday Through Monday
The money no laying
Banging my head through bitch
While i'm praying they ain't talking mula so
Fuck what they saying
I'm bout to go crazy i'm bout to go saiyan
I'm bout to go over i'm bout to go praying
It's the one and only, got my swag stole
Nigga back off Sista sista pole
Family plan still no calls
Kill tech mic check if you act wrong
Like a piece he was 17 o's what you want
Yeah you know i watch anime and get the head
I'm sick of everybody being
Mother fucking friends
I'm sick of the pretends sick of
You thinking you had a chance
I'm a ta with the paper i
Make sure i get it check
Aye! We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Noo)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from
(Nigga Noo)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch)
The options are moshing she eating salami
You niggas is weak make me sick to my stomach
I promise, i promise i hit you, you vomit
It's over, it's over no rumbles no stumbles
My life is so crazy but she keep my under
Under the covers away from you busters
Molding ya ties and you burning the rubber
Hit this one time you won't ever go sober
Bitch! i was 16 swerving in a Rover
With a permit and a whole lot of smoke bruh
Tryna make bands cuz i wanted that cobra
I'm a get it in bitch though i had told ya
Now i came blew note with a few notes
And i like to see hoes with a few hoes
Real niggas like me don't need clothes
And we passing off sluts we don't keep those
Memphis burning and running
Bitches fucking and coming
Niggas fucking in something
Nigga what ya want something?
Aye! We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Noo)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from
(Nigga Noo)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch)
It's the best nigga past or present
Mark of the beast left my nut on the sheets
Wrote my signature in it then i left it
Put the bounty on his head
I talk it, i walk it all on percocet
I might go berzerk with the brand on my neck
Zero wet with the steps fuck nigga eat a dick
Come in my way, better have payed
Call me young Hitler i slay 'em away
Monday through Monday your bitch wanna lay
But it's Monday Through Monday
The money no laying
Banging my head through bitch
While i'm praying they ain't talking mula so
Fuck what they saying
I'm bout to go crazy i'm bout to go saiyan
I'm bout to go over i'm bout to go praying
It's the one and only, got my swag stole
Nigga back off Sista sista pole
Family plan still no calls
Kill tech mic check if you act wrong
Like a piece he was 17 o's what you want
Yeah you know i watch anime and get the head
I'm sick of everybody being
Mother fucking friends
I'm sick of the pretends sick of
You thinking you had a chance
I'm a ta with the paper i
Make sure i get it check
Aye! We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Noo)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from
(Nigga Noo)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch)
The options are moshing she eating salami
You niggas is weak make me sick to my stomach
I promise, i promise i hit you, you vomit
It's over, it's over no rumbles no stumbles
My life is so crazy but she keep my under
Under the covers away from you busters
Molding ya ties and you burning the rubber
Hit this one time you won't ever go sober
Bitch! i was 16 swerving in a Rover
With a permit and a whole lot of smoke bruh
Tryna make bands cuz i wanted that cobra
I'm a get it in bitch though i had told ya
Now i came blew note with a few notes
And i like to see hoes with a few hoes
Real niggas like me don't need clothes
And we passing off sluts we don't keep those
Memphis burning and running
Bitches fucking and coming
Niggas fucking in something
Nigga what ya want something?
Aye! We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Noo)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from
(Nigga Noo)
We don't give a damn where you from
We don't give a damn where you from (Bitch)