Lyrics

[Chrous/Intro] Damn, I'm scared, is anyone out there? (x12) [Verse 1: EthelWulf] So we do it what we do, how we been doin' it But little did I think these sucker niggas would copy shit But I should have knew it, cuz that's just how it is You get a little buz and everyone wanna take a hit Well nigga I'm sick of it, so fuck all the bullshit It's BR- to the K and that's the clique and I beat a bitch I'm saying I'm with the shit, and nigga you better know it When I'm mad as fuck I don't give a fuck and I'm gonna show it Beat the nigga ass cuz he claim he got all flows and at his shows, hoes got his name on they fucking toes, hell no What the fuck you mean you ignorant hoe? I'm smoking this myself go buy your own if you want some more Never know, dumb nigga hoe or a simp bitch I'm getting to the money, got no care who I'm killin' bitch And bitch you need a problem? Come on up and I'll serve you quick Your bitch can suck my dick while I'm fucking your sister, trick See niggas think I'm playin' just because I be tweeting chicks But I'll get off computers, find his ass and show him clips And nigga that's the real, how the fuck can I stress it more? We sittin' in the hood with a bowl of noodles New flow and some rock, that there is for the hoes But when I'm with my trues, Henny brown is how we roll Never know, fake shit dwellin' in a circle mane Just a pain, the black is from tears like heavy trains Everything ain't real nigga, that's bullshit Niggas be lyin' for a dime all the damn time So nigga I'm trynna get mine, AK99 if I gotta get it prime My nigga I ain't lyin' I be movin' all the time Ducking through primes nigga fuck a jail time And I'm smoking my weed till I loose my damn mind I'm smoking my weed till I loose my damn mind [Chrous] Damn, I'm scared, is anyone out there? (x12) [Verse 2: Chris Travis] Now listen deep and closely as my voice hypnotizes It's Chris Fucking Travis here to take over you mind My voice is in your head as your sittin' there gettin' high Saying Chris Travis in between my bitch thighs But I ain't gon lie, my nigga I am bout that cash If that bitch do not got it then that's a fucking ass We re-up on Newports then smoke 'em by the pack Man I been smoking weed like it's the only thing I have And yeah I'm peeling niggas off like a fucking scab And his bitch want the dick every time she pop a tab But I'm ok with that, I just sit back and laugh I don't want to have to drag her nigga down that path So that pussy nigga better watch the way he act Or young choppas gon' make his ass chill like he on Xans It's Chris fucking Travis coming for the money grands And drop it off your ass and lay it right onto my hands [Outro/Chorus] Damn, I'm scared, is anyone out there? (x12)