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why so serious? - chris travis lyrics

[verse]
b-tch n-gga talk sh-t
get hit with the darth b-tch
i can’t fall in love
i ain’t got no heart b-tch
boy you is a scrub
you won’t make it far b-tch
pull up in the car, (?) b-tch
hold my lungs b-tch
hold my drumstick
hatin’ n-gga run up on me?
then he done quick!
n-ggas wanna be friends –
i ain’t the one b-tch
pull up to yo’ front door
(doo doo!) at yo’ lungs b-tch
i am not the one you n-ggas wanna f-ck with
indestructible, b-tch i’m king you never done sh-t
i won’t ever lose, if i do – it’s to the sun b-tch
you won’t get a bruise, tryna scratch me – not the one b-tch

f-ck you bums
hop out wit’ a drum, ay
number one, but f-ck a number one, ay
i play chess, but n-gga i don’t play sh-t
at yo chest, but aimin’ at yo head b-tch
at yo chest, but feel it in yo neck b-tch
more respect? then boy you better take it
ay i’m done, so there’s nothing you can say trick
she want my d-ck, i told your b-tch she gotta take it!

like a (?)
i got yo’ b-tch naked
new plates, in the crib, look amazing
(?) gracious, you n-ggas outdated
you want angus, but you ain’t even famous
n-gga nameless, chiefin’ till you’re brainless
on the danger, the sergeant gon’ need training
you want the percs, but boy you can’t sustain it
f-ck everybody i’m the truth and i remain it, b-tch…

(ay, b-tch!)

- chris travis lyrics

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