I'm killing this beat, you can call me an assassin
If you slide in the DM's, you can find out what happened
Love y'all say that a white boy wouldn't ever make it rappin'
Now i'm chilling, looking at my stats, look at my stats and laughin'
Producer asked what kind of beat, I want it to be trappin'
She want half the check, hold up you might be cappin'
If you want half my money, that ain't gonna happen
And you ask where I grind, it's the lab that I'm back in
You wanna stay floating, but you stay sinking
Stay up through the night, y'all surprised that I'm not drinking
When I closed my eyes on you, you thought that I was blinking
And that's what you thought, and that's what you get for thinking
You ask why I grind, I do it for me
You ask why I play, I splash that 3
You ask what I see, my future I see
Why every girl leave they baggage on me?
I see some shocked faces when I tell em I rap
You hate on me now, but you gay and you wanna fap
You say that I'm trash, "Travis is trash, no cap"
But I can still see it's the subscribe button you tap
Something happened last week, I think it's something I should mention
A hoe with some highlights just looking for attention
She tried to snitch on me, she almost got me a detention
She tried to apologize, but it's been her intention
I'm killing this beat, you can call me an assassin
If you slide in the DM's, you can find out what happened
Love y'all say that a white boy wouldn't ever make it rappin'
Now i'm chilling, looking at my stats, look at my stats and laughin'
Producer asked what kind of beat, I want it to be trappin'
She want half the check, hold up you might be cappin'
If you want half my money, that ain't gonna happen
And you ask where I grind, it's the lab that I'm back in
TT17 - Assassin Lyrics
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I'm killing this beat, you can call me an assassin
If you slide in the DM's, you can find out what happened
Love y'all say that a white boy wouldn't ever make it rappin'
Now i'm chilling, looking at my stats, look at my stats and laughin'
Producer asked what kind of beat, I want it to be trappin'
She want half the check, hold up you might be cappin'
If you want half my money, that ain't gonna happen
And you ask where I grind, it's the lab that I'm back in
You wanna stay floating, but you stay sinking
Stay up through the night, y'all surprised that I'm not drinking
When I closed my eyes on you, you thought that I was blinking
And that's what you thought, and that's what you get for thinking
You ask why I grind, I do it for me
You ask why I play, I splash that 3
You ask what I see, my future I see
Why every girl leave they baggage on me?
I see some shocked faces when I tell em I rap
You hate on me now, but you gay and you wanna fap
You say that I'm trash, "Travis is trash, no cap"
But I can still see it's the subscribe button you tap
Something happened last week, I think it's something I should mention
A hoe with some highlights just looking for attention
She tried to snitch on me, she almost got me a detention
She tried to apologize, but it's been her intention
I'm killing this beat, you can call me an assassin
If you slide in the DM's, you can find out what happened
Love y'all say that a white boy wouldn't ever make it rappin'
Now i'm chilling, looking at my stats, look at my stats and laughin'
Producer asked what kind of beat, I want it to be trappin'
She want half the check, hold up you might be cappin'
If you want half my money, that ain't gonna happen
And you ask where I grind, it's the lab that I'm back in
If you slide in the DM's, you can find out what happened
Love y'all say that a white boy wouldn't ever make it rappin'
Now i'm chilling, looking at my stats, look at my stats and laughin'
Producer asked what kind of beat, I want it to be trappin'
She want half the check, hold up you might be cappin'
If you want half my money, that ain't gonna happen
And you ask where I grind, it's the lab that I'm back in
You wanna stay floating, but you stay sinking
Stay up through the night, y'all surprised that I'm not drinking
When I closed my eyes on you, you thought that I was blinking
And that's what you thought, and that's what you get for thinking
You ask why I grind, I do it for me
You ask why I play, I splash that 3
You ask what I see, my future I see
Why every girl leave they baggage on me?
I see some shocked faces when I tell em I rap
You hate on me now, but you gay and you wanna fap
You say that I'm trash, "Travis is trash, no cap"
But I can still see it's the subscribe button you tap
Something happened last week, I think it's something I should mention
A hoe with some highlights just looking for attention
She tried to snitch on me, she almost got me a detention
She tried to apologize, but it's been her intention
I'm killing this beat, you can call me an assassin
If you slide in the DM's, you can find out what happened
Love y'all say that a white boy wouldn't ever make it rappin'
Now i'm chilling, looking at my stats, look at my stats and laughin'
Producer asked what kind of beat, I want it to be trappin'
She want half the check, hold up you might be cappin'
If you want half my money, that ain't gonna happen
And you ask where I grind, it's the lab that I'm back in
Writer: Travis Thompson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid