f*ck That sh*t! lyrics

[Intro]
R-R-R-RXLVND
Uh...
Me and RXLVND in this bih
Me and RXLVND in this bih
Me and RXLVND in this bih
Me and RXLVND in this bih

[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
Aye, b*tch I run the game
Got the cheat code

She a freak let's go
Pull up at ya crib
Better peep widow
Started doing acting
Cause your features went low
When yo ass talk sh*t
Keep that smoke
Ion know a n*gga
Gotta keep that pole
Walk around this b*tch
Like I'm eight feet swole
Walk up in the bank
Like I'm Brinks and load
Alien, alien, b*tch I'm an alien
You Kenshin Travis, no b*tch that's my alias
Can't touch the pressure
The f*ck out of the stadium
n*gga won't @ me
I'm knocking his cranium
I give a f*ck bout the b*tch in my savings b*tch
He dropping music, but can't top my greatest sh*t
Like a thot b*tch I keep topping my latest sh*t
You keep on tweeting, you want it, then say the sh*t
b*tch
Aye, if you want it then say it
I gotta get it, boy f*ck what they said
Come and see me bring you down like a sled
Gotta cut 'em if they aim at the shed
f*ck her good got her shaking her legs
Just like the feds
Up in my bed
f*ck that sh*t, b*tch I can't be so senitmental