Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
Chris Travis
[Intro]
[Verse]
Bass boomin' to the mothafuckin max
GPS a pussy
Riding deep, where they at?
I smoke real good but I don't smoke wax
[If] your bitch fuck good, then I might call back
Pussy nigga know, who the hell you playing with
Gon buy the rose, yeah she a bad bitch
Sew a nigga up like a piece of fabric
Then it probably won't make it then that shit tragic
Six feet nigga, put him in a basket
Young Kenshin Travis steady doing damage
Only fuck niggas won't understand me
I'm an astronaut, underwater Sandy
Took your bitch with a piece if candy
Shout out to the niggas up in Miami
Chicks and money on the fucking granite
I'ma beat his ass, I'm a straight bandit
Fuck a nigga mean, let him straight have it
Choppers on the scene, Afghanistan shit
Memphis young nigga put them in a bracket
Probably get rich, [and] fuck a bad actress
Shawty what's your name, I was just asking
I was in the bank, I was just cashing
Seen her from a far, she was straight dashing
But back to the raps, I was just ashin'
Nigga too high, I be straight bragging
Spit hot fire like a red dragon
Talk that shit, better get a casket
Try to harm me, have your soul dancing
Try to harm me, have your soul transcend
School used to call, I was outstanding
Bitch I'm VIP, your on the out standing
Don't look at me to let you in the building
Chris fucking Travis, yeah I know they feel him
And when I'm not there, pussy know I'm still here
And when I'm not close, pussy know I'm still near
When I unload, pussy know I kill shit
See you niggas whack, I can't even feel it
Tats on my throat, I ain't even feel shit
And if you got a bone, lets make a killing
Lets make a toast to the niggas not shit
Send me a beat, I'ma make it a hit
Send me some weed, I'ma make it a lick
I'm a weed smoker so I need an extra six
You can't spark shit
Boy you need an extra kick
Shout out to my nigga
Purp merked on the beat
Beat a nigga ass, leave him merked in the street
At a stop sign where the cross roads meet
Bitch i'm bout mines, it's never about we
I don't do crime, leave it for the young G's
I'm a young nigga but I feel OG
Backwood lit full of Bubba OG
Nigga look away cause you don't know me
I'm a suspect, that you probably owe me
Niggas need to know that there's only one me
You can imitate but can never intervene
Kenshin at the top
And you just in-between
[Outro]
Bitch
Just Ashin was written by Chris Travis.
Just Ashin was produced by SpaceGhostPurrp.
Chris Travis released Just Ashin on Sat Sep 06 2014.