Solid lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
f*ck do you mean I come in and attack sh*t
Smoking so mean it got my blunt feeling mad b*tch
Son of a king but I'm the one man bandit
Taking your trees and then burn 'em like ashes
Running the money, I don't f*ck with that cop sh*t
Burning ya up quick just like a hot pocket
Promise we greeding on go, don't stop sh*t
Your b*tch legs in the air like she's about to do a drop kick
Boy i'm on this beat like knitting on stockings
Yeah i f*cked that ho, then I left her in the lobby
f*ck first class with the captain in the c*ck pit
Pilling while dressing on a thousand dollar outfit
Young Chris Travis in her mouth, where you find me
Dope in the cabin with your b*tch, eating salmon
Don't play your role, you can't be around me
Portraying the troll, b*tch you better off clowning

[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
And boy me and you, me and you, me and you ain't the same
You boy you just a f*ck n*gga
If i hopped off the porch with you
Just know I f*ck with you
Just know I'm riding my n*gga
Boy who you finna see
Boy you just copped a plea
I know you a liar my n*gga
f*ck with Kenshin, f*ck with 2PhoneShawty
Yeah you know that, we SOLID my n*gga
You know that we SOLID my n*gga
Know that we SOLID my n*gga
Know that we SOLID my n*gga
Yeah you know that we SOLID my n*gga
Know that we SOLID my n*gga
Know that we SOLID my n*gga
Yeah you know that sh*t SOLID my n*gga
Yeah you know that we SOLID my n*gga
[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
And your b*tch had her tongue in my ear
I ain't heard what you say, know your pus*y from what I do here
Get it straight
I bring the pain bout time I regulate
I see the pus*y in your face little boy don't play games
Get your mind right, n*ggas turn full dyke
First of my kind, I reprise in the moonlight
8 years straight I've been drinking dirty sprite
Eating clean lean diet, boy that savage life for life, right?
Made the baby cry, f*ck your bm till the sun up
Gm to the non-believers, I just woke up
I make my b*tch, yo' b*tch, slow kiss the di*k and c*m quick
Don't ask where my project, I drop it, I make a mess
Boy these n*ggas in the mirror can't bear to keep looking
And all these hoes saltier then they own pus*y
They gon' feed you bullsh*t that taste like your momma cooking
Try & dap me i let your hand levitate and I'm floating

[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
And boy me and you, me and you, me and you ain't the same
You boy you just a f*ck n*gga
If hopped off the porch with you
Just know I f*ck with you
Just know I'm riding my n*gga
Boy who you finna' see
Boy you just copped the plea
I know you a liar my n*gga
f*ck with Kenshin, f*ck with 2PhoneShawty
Yeah you know that, we SOLID my n*gga
You know that we SOLID my n*gga
Know that we SOLID my n*gga
Know that we SOLID my n*gga
Yeah know that we SOLID my n*gga
Know that we SOLID my n*gga
Know that we SOLID my n*gga
Yeah you know that sh*t SOLID my n*gga
Yeah you know that we SOLID my n*gga