Chris Travis — 7-11

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[Verse 1]
Everyday bitch, I wake up and feel a lil’ different
I got these hoes out they head, like they on meds, fill the prescription
Take a good dose of these mixtures, sorry if it already hit ya
Run up my money and vanish, prolly discover a planet
I got yo bitch in her jammies, through them Backwoods and candy
7-11, 4 in the mornin’, no breakfast, just good sex and leverage (mayn)
Boy I’m in heaven, I’m a need somewhere to stretch it
Talkin’ about money lets get it I’m ready
I can’t be worried about you cause you petty
Niggas ain’t nowhere near me so lets get it, bitch

[Verse 2]
Bitch I am spazzin ain’t no lookin back
Smoke up a sack
Most of these niggas just rap
Don’t got the shit that they rap
Know how to act
Boi I state facts
If I don’t got it I get it lil nigga now run and pay dat
Bitch what I got I don’t lie bout that shit doesn’t matter materials can’t vouch where I’m at

[Hook]
Bitch I’m still standin
Come in and cut you like Freddy
Fuck what you sayin I’m hefty
Teach you a lesson
If you know me it’s a blessin
Lil nigga never be questioned
Bitch I’m still standing
Come in and cut you like Freddy
Fuck what you sayin I’m hefty
Teach you a lesson
If you know me it’s a blessin
Lil nigga never be questioned

[Verse 3]
Waken and baken
Thowin it up by the acre, nigga
Nobody made me
Poor nigga save it
I’ve been a man since a baby
Teenager drive bitches crazy
Smoke till the 80s
Some of this new shit can’t play it
Man niggas ain’t different
Better be somewhere you fuck niggas isn’t
I really don’t get it
Waken and baken
Thowin it up by the acre, nigga
Nobody made me
Fuck nigga save it
I’ve been a man since a baby
Teenagers drive bitches crazy
Smoke till the 80s
Some of this new shit can’t play it
Man niggas ain’t different
Better be somewhere you fuck niggas isn’t
I really don’t get it