Last Weekend - Chris Travis

Fiji Water drinking, I’m sorry 'bout last weekend

Couldn’t make that move, I’m lazy like they dreaming

All I do is hustle, I do this shit for a reason

Bitches changing daily, I’m switching up every season

I don’t try to flex but niggas hate and they see me

Kenshin steady shining, no diamonds but I’m still steezing

Niggas don’t like it, some niggas just wanna be me

Bitch, my craft is priceless, no labels gon' mislead me

Notes on my check, Water Boyz, bitch we next up

Future looking brighter than Micheal Jackson complexion

Boy, I’m getting money, sending vocals through compressors

I don’t fuck with y’all, that’s my daily confession

Niggas say they ball but they be riding them benches

Waiting for they boss to give them their game ticket

Nigga you done lost, you need to just fucking quit it

Live in Tokyo, bitch, I’m booming through out the city

She say that I’m the best

Yes see Yes

She just wanna sex

Yes see Yes

Acid make her wet

Yes see Yes

Baby, that’s a bet

I’mma make her sweat

Yes see Yes

Shawty what is next

Yes see yes

I’m up out the door

Yes see yes

Now back to my checks

Bitch, I’m getting high, I’m smoking up by the ounces

Don’t believe these rappers cause most of these niggas clowning

Water Boyz, bitch, get with it or get to drowning

Pussy so good, this medicine make me drowsy

Wake up in the morning, I’m yawning then steady howling

Fuck a bitch, I’m rolling up thirty blunts, I’m wilding

Niggas say they paid but they cars ain’t got no mileage

Niggas looking feminine, why you asking a stylist?