Minor Blues
de Chris Lancry
Shout out to the nigga Big Los
Bruh, real talk
Chris motherfuckin' Travis, nigga
Best rapper, nigga, fuck these niggas, bro
I'm on it
(B-B-Big Los on the track, boy)
Pineapple Fanta with a splash of Actavis
Why you sippin' so much? 'Cause I'm Chris Travis, bitch
Can't leave your own city, what the fuck that tell you?
Your bitch mouth game tight, but that pussy well loose
Hardball in the south, bitch, I'm straight out of Memphis
Sippin' codeine, bitch, don't try to tell me 'bout my kidneys
Leather seats, leather red, windows well dark tinted
Tryna get you a line, that's gon' cost ya ass fifty
Bitch, I'm good, while you niggas ain't in your own city
40-Year-Old Virgin, ain't nobody fuckin' with me
Condo, reach the clouds, bitch, I'm never not high
Don't say you gon' get me, bitch, when you the dead guy
I ain't even spittin' bars, but I ain't telling lies
Chris Travis stay broke, you're a goddamn liar
Nigga, I be on my shit and that's how I survive
I ain't 'bout to rush shit, I ain't even in my prime
Fuck up your whole career with one punch line
Beat a nigga ass down in the fuckin' lunch line
Killin' all these lame rappers 'cause it's fuckin' crunch time
Bitch, I go bananas and you nigga's fruit flies
Niggas say I fell off, y'all niggas must be drunk
Fuck boy, I'm from Memphis, I ain't got to bring no Phonk
I'm a real young nigga, still, lock you in the trunk
Bitch tryna to talk to me, but the syrup got me slumped
Got that Pineapple Actavis
Bad bitch, trafficking
Chris Travis swaggin', bitch
Damn, I'm not average, bitch
Niggas can't handle this
Niggas can't handle me
Niggas can't handle me
Damn, I'm not average, bitch
Three hoes in a hotel, that's a trio
Chris Travis fuckin' hoes in a damn speedboat
Best in this shit, fuck nigga, you don't even know
Freestyle king, killin' every motherfuckin' show
Godfather Chris need a lane when I fuckin' walk
They don't understand 'cause I got a slang when I talk
Bitch so bad, made her write her name with some chalk
Y'all niggas ain't shit, but a fuckin' crosswalk (finish him)
Step right on your 'cause, I know you ain't 'bout shit
Murk a nigga ass quick in his own apartment
Hit the club deep, lookin' like some damn Spartans
Try to jump me, I'ma rip your damn heart, bitch
Got that Pineapple Actavis
Bad bitch, trafficking
Chris Travis swaggin', bitch
Damn, I'm not average, bitch
Niggas can't handle this
Niggas can't handle me
Niggas can't handle me
Damn, I'm not average, bitch
Chris Travis swaggin', bitch
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