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chris travis - mutual feelings (5:15 p.m) lyrics

[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 n-gga
keep making us happy bruh, cause you doing this sh-t
n-gga all types of music
bruh you can do that sh-t
bruh i’m tryna tell you
you know you can do that sh-t, my n-gga
no radio sh-t, no none of that sh-t
straight chris travis sound type sh-t bruh
any type of music bruh
any rap, hip-hop n-gga
n-gga anything bruh
you can do that sh-t bruh
real sh-t

[hook x2]
this one for my n-ggas that live the way i live
this one for my n-ggas 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 s-x with you
can we just go and get a room
f-ck all these lame -ss other dudes
i’mma take you to my alt-tude
n-ggas hate, but that’s okay
ate the p-ssy and a lil’ n-ggas g-y
can’t hit the blunt, unless she say
chris, i’ll let you f-ck 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 b-tch and she blaze up

[bridge]
you know what i’m saying chris
bruh i think you really special bruh, real sh-t bruh
cause don’t n0body make music like you bruh, real sh-t bruh
and that’s on everythang mane
you got that mothaf-ckin’ heat my n-gga
keep that sh-t coming, bruh
your supporters in the street watching bruh
we need that sh-t bruh, for real

[hook x2]

[verse 2]
all my n-ggas 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, mothaf-ck a coppa’
n-gga talk sh-t, we’ll plug his block up
broke -ss n-gga better get your guap up
staying in my lane, tryna run the game
i don’t spit game to a b-tch 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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