Travis Davon - Yeah lyrics

rate me

Get money

Yeah I run around with that pistol on me

Like yeah , I gotta cut around and risk my nigga

Yeah, rip magazine I hit you nigga

Fuck with niggas, it’s your issue nigga

You family won’t need testing nigga

Yeah ,..from my money right

Yeah, ya’ll layining that up on that lights

Like fuck ballin on Monday night

I’m balling hard I heard my stricks

Come shut with me, my price will...

...be more niggas, be a white chopping

In my city gonna I’m Sean Carter

Ain’t about money nigga go balling

You’re coming out and show up

And braking out of telling

I don’t fuck a bitch if she ain’t for me

I don’t walk with she if it ain’t for me

I’m so addicted to the fame and fortune

Get money

Yeah I run around with that pistol on me

Damn you nigga took and ball the

Did that..just like you busting

Put a whole in the ceiling just like motherfucker dope

For the ...no put any balling

At football on Monday night

Bring the sparkless change the type, I’m not allchoolic

They forgot how we do the shit

I ain’t play the shit cuz my money talking

We loud my shit be balling

Hell, he’ll go, my sit be busting

On the big busting

Shop a new ...

Yeah I run around with that pistol on me

Like yeah , I gotta cut around and risk my nigga

Yeah, rip magazine I hit you nigga

Fuck with niggas, it’s your issue nigga

You family won’t need testing nigga

Yeah ,..from my money right

Yeah, ya’ll layining that up on that lights

Like fuck ballin on Monday night

I’m balling hard I heard my stricks

Come shut with me, my price was right

Yeah, I turn on, turn on for what

Yeah, that think will burn em up

My shutters look me like burn al on

You try me we truning on

Cuz they ain’t how they say it is

Little nigga balling with that forty

We calling way back here

Black, black showty and I hate that

Real nigga know how really is

Know that shit

Yeah I run around with that pistol on me

Nigga sleep on me like all day

My nigga with me

Yeah I run around with that pistol on me

Like yeah , I gotta cut around and risk my nigga

Yeah, rip magazine I hit you nigga

Fuck with niggas, it’s your issue nigga

You family won’t need testing nigga

Yeah ,..from my money right

Yeah, ya’ll layining that up on that lights

Like fuck ballin on Monday night

I’m balling hard I heard my stricks

Come shut with me, my price was right