Band Club lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
I think I smoke too many blunts and I can't never stop
I move to L.A. cause it's legal, b*tch, so f*ck a cop
My flow domestic and this beat an b*tches lift they tops
I make investments, then I go and plant another crop
I've been in embedded in a gang since my nuts drop
High-school, 10th grade, makin' sh*t rock
b*tch, I'm 21 and I feel like I just begun
So don't you try and tell me sh*t if you ain't make that run
Mothaf*ck a corporate ship and they offer loans
I'm making hits that hit a million views right up in my home
Underground top dog
b*tch my sh*t prolong and yeah my name Kenshin b*tch
But this ain't Cheech and Chong
'Bout to stack my bands up b*tch and buy a boat
Cause every time I write a verse it's murder that he wrote
She sayin' smoking backwoods, harsh, it's your throat
No, you suckin' di*k, but you can't even hit the dope
I f*ck a b*tch real good, then I hit the do'
It's back to money, I'ont give a f*ck if it snows
Used to hang with n*gga's that'll snatch you outcha clothes
Now I changed those n*gga's and I'm buyin' out the sto'
I'm still the same n*gga from the mountain to tha east
And f*ck killin' n*gga's, I'd rather kill a beat
But a n*gga gon' be dead if he run on me
I'm a f*ckin' grown man ain't no playing me