Chris Travis Bananas
[Intro]
This that motherfuckin' phonk shit
[Verse]
This that motherfuckin' Memphis triple 6 shit
Mixed with some trill shit
Middle fingers up to them niggas that don't feel this
Yeah bitch I'm in your hoe
Pussy swoll', I kill't it
This my type of flow, I know you bitches feel it
Gave my drank to my bitch, she bet' not spill it
Ridin' hella clean and you know I'm [?] them bitches
Swervin' lanes [?]
f..ck polices and their tickets bitches
Always wanna kick it but I'm out here try'na get it
And I'm blowin' purple flowers
I'm gone for about 4 hours
I'm higher than them towers
Blunts we smoke about the hour
Your shit loud but I'm louder
You niggas sober cowards
I'm rollin' up that power
She pay it then I [?] her
I'm f..ckin' on his main bitch
I'm f..ckin' with her best friend
Had them for a night, turned them bitches into lesbians
Trill niggas show you niggas where to go
Love is our war when you f..ckin' with a damn hoe
Bananas!
