Rainfalloween Mix - Chris Travis

All my bitches stolen

You can’t even approach me

Ridin' and I’m coastin'

Fuck nigga can’t notice

Wrap em' up and fold em'

Ridin' in a ocean all you niggas bogus

Ten toes down, can’t fold this

All the doors is open

Walking with my robe and

Smoking on my cone and

My bitches not going

Only fuck me, oh yeah

You can’t tell me nothing I can’t tell you nothing too

Its just that you fuck with me best believe I fuck with u

Riding and I’m bumping UGK and DJ Screw

I just paid my homage, you should pay a day or two

I’m higher than Orion

Come and get high with me boo

Fell in love with money, multiplied it got me cool

Your bitch is astonished when she see how I come through

Pussy nigga don’t want shit

You can’t ever have me fool

Don’t unload man I load it

Can not ever miss them too

Because I see through the fake shit

Bitches do not have a clue

My new car amazing

Told her come out with the truth

All my boys gon' make it, it’s gon' come just be patient

WATER

Old friend say I’m acting strange

Im like fuck it, all my new one’s tell me stay the same

Understand that I do this I’m never actin' fake

On these hits I make a movie, you can see the pain

High as fuck walking in the rain

I can’t tell if this is real or this Earth is a mistake

So I take my deals and I never contemplate

Bout some shit I can not deal with

The fuck up out my face

Tell that nigga fuck up out the way

Been a minute since I did it

But I let you have your pace

This is just some shit you can’t escape

While these niggas actin' on when they sign themselves away

Money is the topic of today

All you niggas fucking stupid if you not here getting paid

WATER

Kenshin

Waiting for my turn now a nigga gonna shine

Pussy boy get out my face, you ain’t making mines

Turnt up in my ride you can’t even see inside

Nigga just be talking I dont even belive they lies

Killed the internet and I dont even need a project

Bitches lookin' at me I can’t even shop at Target

Boy you rockin' fossils

Fuck up out the walk-thru

I’m not riding in no carpool bitch I’m pulling up in that new school

Nigga what to do though

Tatted like a cholo

I don’t need no promo

Pussy boy fuck taking photos

I got plenty dough though but I’m gon' need more more

Nigga run up on me he gon' need a ER pronto

Fuck her till she sober

I’m a fucking cobra

Sorry baby girl that you came over

Yes I run through em'

You can pick and choose em

Already had em'

You can go and grab em'

I’m a prick pussy boy you ain’t shit

Why you 'round the world hating

I’m just posted making hits

Told my bitch dress down it’s gon' be a cold night

If you ever run on me you gon' lose your life

Nigga think he on cause he sell a little coke

Nigga get your five grams ass on, broke

Ninety-eight degrees but I still wear a coat

I was getting rich you was looking at me broke

Had to level up, can’t nobody hold me back

Think you gon' get over but you just gon' backtrack

Flip a bitch over like I’m playing Flapjack

Attention wanting niggas get your ass clapped at

If you ain’t start with me then I can’t be your bro

I’d rather get money then go lay up with a hoe

You niggas sit around thinking this shit is a joke

You gotta maintain, you can’t fall out and go broke

Fuck the rap game, crack game, same thing

These niggas lying and they faker than they chains

Bitch made boy, I’m insane in the brain

Tried to get me help and I never will attain

Bought a new stick I can’t wait to let it off

Claiming that you working but you just tweet and talk

Fuck these groupie hoes, I don’t even want to fuck

Young paid black man I don’t even wanna be touched

Get away from me if you don’t chase the bags

If I get it by myself then you niggas gon' be mad

I smoke hella weed cause this world make me mad

Ball up my emotions and I’m sick within the ash

Diamonds in my mothafucking mouth

Ignant young man from the south

Make that ass bounce, make it clap

Yeah your favorite rapper could be my scout

Why you chasing hoes and some clout?

Better find yourself and get what you about

Shake junt, shake junt

Make some, break some

Big rubber bands

All these ones bout to save her

Pull up and I’m pulling off

Aye see you later

Might won’t see me cause I’m off the equator