Testo The Days - Chris Travis

The Days

Two bottles of rain, she drinkin' champagne
If you tryin' to get money I’m on the same thing
Never care 'bout no nigga because they faker than bitches
And bitches fakin' they image, they on the same thing
It’s the year that I’m comin', I feel it in my veins
Smokin' something, I got it straight off the fuckin' train
Never stumblin', trippin', because I see the way
And if you in it, then bitch, you ain’t gon' see the days
Can’t move slow, gotta get the money quick
Money ain’t shit but the devil and some cents
Guess we living in hell for the fuck of it
Bitch I’m slidin', check it on my damn bucket list
Neon Porsche with the bands and some other shit
Need a bitch with her friends, tryin' to double it
And if you want it then come and get it I’m buggin' shit
Seen them up in churches, my nigga, you gotta go through it
Nigga who the fucking truth, smokin' out the fucking roof
Riding through the mouse Like I’m on Scary Movie 2
Bitches be textin' and callin', think I’m about to scoop
I just let the phone ring, bitch, like it’s on the loop
Young Kenshin Travis, man, slayin' when he in the booth
Making niggas feel bad, make 'em go and write some hooks
When you hear my verse, just know it left a nigga spook
Waterboys hot, make 'em red like Campbell’s soup
Two bottles of rain, she drinkin' champagne
If you tryin' to get money I’m on the same thing
Never care 'bout no nigga because they faker than bitches
And bitches fakin' they image, they on the same thing
It’s the year that I’m comin', I feel it in my veins
Smokin' something, I got it straight off the fuckin' train
Never stumblin', trippin', because I see the way
And if you in it, then bitch, you ain’t gon' see the days
Two bottles of rain, she drinkin' champagne
If you tryin' to get money I’m on the same thing
Never care 'bout no nigga because they faker than bitches
And bitches fakin' they image, they on the same thing
It’s the year that I’m comin', I feel it in my veins
Smokin' something, I got it straight off the fuckin' train
Never stumblin', trippin', because I see the way
And if you in it, then bitch, you ain’t gon' see the days
Bring it back, these wack niggas is everywhere
Money coming down then those bitches go up in the air
Smokin' out the pound, she tryin' to play in a nigga hair
Bitch fuck around, I’m high and I don’t even care
Ridin' through the town tryin' to buy off the newest shelves
Bitch fuck around, I’m high and I don’t even care
I’m ridin' through the town tryin' to buy off the newest shelves, bitch