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Mutual Feelings (5:15 P.M)

Chris Travis

Born In The Winter

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[Intro] Kenshin You know what I'm saying You been doing this bruh You been putting on for your supporters bruh You been doing yo' thang I want you to keep doing you thang nigga Keep making us happy bruh, cause you doing this shit Nigga all types of music Bruh you can do that shit Bruh I'm tryna tell you You know you can do that shit, my nigga No radio shit, no none of that shit Straight Chris Travis sound type shit bruh Any type of music bruh Any rap, hip-hop nigga Nigga anything bruh You can do that shit bruh Real shit [Hook x2] This one for my niggas that live the way I live This one for my niggas that chill the way I chill This one for my shawty, she be twerking on them pills This one for my shawty that feel the way I feel [Verse] She telling me, it's mutual I'm smoking like a professional Giving head, that's the best you do I just wanna be next to you I just wanna have sex with you Can we just go and get a room Fuck all these lame ass other dudes I'mma take you to my altitude Niggas hate, but that's okay Ate the pussy and a lil' niggas gay Can't hit the blunt, unless she say Chris, I'll let you fuck today I love girls, that's straight up I love girl with they cake up I'm working, got my weight up I'm with your bitch and she blaze up [Bridge] You know what I'm saying Chris Bruh I think you really special bruh, real shit bruh Cause don't nobody make music like you bruh, real shit bruh And that's on everythang mane You got that mothafuckin' heat my nigga Keep that shit coming, bruh Your supporters in the street watching bruh We need that shit bruh, for real [Hook x2] [Verse 2] All my niggas we smoke dope Too much weed, but we need some more Hit up the plug then we cop a four I got lean and I got hoes They can't stop us, we baller-blocka's Getting to the cash, mothafuck a coppa' Nigga talk shit, we'll plug his block up Broke ass nigga better get your guap up Staying in my lane, tryna run the game I don't spit game to a bitch that's lame Ridin' in my whip to that UGK Tryna' make money and get that pay Serving drank, yeah I'm serving drank I'm serving O's but I'm drinking pints Serving drank, yeah I'm serving drank I'm serving O's but I'm drinking pints [Outro]
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