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Chris Traivs & Robb Banks
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Solid
[Verse 1:Chris Travis] 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 dreams 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
[Chorus: Robb Bank$] And boy me and you, me and you, me and you ain't the same You boy you just a fuck nigga If i hopped off the porch with you Just know I fuck with you Just know I'm riding my nigga Boy who you finna see Boy you just copped a plea I know you a liar my nigga Fuck with Kenshin, fuck with 2PhoneShawty Yeah you know that, we SOLID my nigga You know that we SOLID my nigga Know that we SOLID my nigga Know that we SOLID my nigga Yeah you know that we SOLID my nigga Know that we SOLID my nigga Know that we SOLID my nigga Yeah you know that shit SOLID my nigga Yeah you know that we SOLID my nigga
[Verse 2: Robb Bank$] 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
[Chorus: Robb Bank$] 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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