Ya
Uh
[verse 1: chris travis]
I see a lot of niggas wanna be me
Bitch im a genie
Mister with the jeans
Dont need a crowd just to sell out arenas
Come through you watchin like you wanna meet me
Dont need whats ups im just comin and leavin
Just like when me and her fuck for no reason
Blunt hit the sky just comin and leaving
People and [?] just comin and leavin
Come through and do ya [?] im about to maneuver
Can't go like me is you stupid
Foolish
Never come at me with work on music
Losin
Cruisin
For what you doing
Say you got dreams
But they illusions
Or revolutions
Maybe solutions
Right on my way
Try not to lose it
Fuck her no cupid
Back to the new shit
Back to the wrok
Smokin pollution
That i be spillin
Bitch i be killin
Rappers be willing, but they can't finish
She in my mentions
Tryna make sure she get mentioned
Hoes in they wishes dont get it lets get it
Yes i got answers and yes i got questions
But i dont need problems and all of that extra
[Chorus: chris travis]
Ima make it rain
Ay
Fuck up out the way
Ay
We dont need to play
Ay
We dont need to fake
Ay
[?] we look [?] bitch
Memphis too damp
You ain't gotta like me
Just make sure you keep it in