Misty

[Produced by: DSavageBeats] [Verse 1: Chris Travis] I be smoking Kush in a all white castle Fine ass bitch but she give me a hassle My music get weird but I'm getting weirder But I'm still a chief so it wouldn't make a different See I'm the instructor and these niggas just listen Shouts out to 8-Ball bitch its Space Age Pimpin' On the three point clutch bitch I'm Scottie Pippen Listen to the sounds as you hear the water drippin' Feeling like the moon man Five blunts in my hand Wit' a whole pint of lean fresh from Actavis brand Niggas try to take my style but they ain't brutal, damn Chris fucking Travis smoking weed sent from Amsterdam Fuck is you talking 'bout bitch I go fuckin' HAM, just to get my bread and I don't need no fuckin' jam But I be taxing call me Uncle Sam, for my fam or Mr. "Roll-up a Blunt out of Three Grams" [Verse 2: Chris Travis] Still 'bout the city that I'm from, I'm not leaving But still I gotta watch my fuckin' back from these demons A I be on the creep cause you know a nigga chief off that strong ass kush that will make your clothes reek I be on another level I think I done reached my peak If I'm hungry as fuck I get high and eat a beat I got plenty different flows and they all so unique I got 20 different hoes and they all fine as me, huh Smoking on this weed and it got me high as fuck Nah, I ain't paranoid but my brain on a rush Goddamn, where I'm at? Goddamn, what the fuck? (sigh) Roll another blunt, bitch I don't give a fuck Watch me smoke And watch me choke