4140 - Travis Mills

Well I was never meant to work

But right now it’s fuckin crunch time

Grab your trays and get served

Like a high school lunch line

Bitch

They love you when you’re hot

But they hate you when you’re nah

When I pull up to the spot

I make your girls jaw drop

I’ve never been shy

And you’re lucky I’m alive

Because if I wasn’t here

You’d have no way to get inspired

Damn

And you know nobody higher

Look up in my eyes and you can tell I blow that fire

Call that shit desire, the shit that makes you tighter

I’m just trying to stack some money up and then retire

Show me the money like Jerry McGuire

Cruisin' down PCH with my own driver

I’m great, like Tony the Tiger

Bowl of Frosted Flakes eat it every single night cuz

I’m makin my grand entrance in the room

And I’m trying to play it cool but I’m trippin' off shrooms

And I can’t tell up from down

Left from right but your diggin' my sound

This goes down when I sing my hooks

Make the girls fall in love open up like books

This shit is bananas just like Gwen Stefani

And I swear your girls trying to be my baby’s mommy

The girl in my car is the girl at the bar

She says you’re a lame man your chillin' subpar

I got wood like Tiger, man they wanna flaunt me

I have dreams about my past and that shit haunts me

Now I’m just trying to live my life the best I can

Making moves so the money ends up in my hands

Some bitches hate me and the other ones are fans

It’s cause I put it down like no one else can

Oh no

I’m about to go back in again

Chillin in a room with seven white women

Sinnin' again swimmin' in money because I love it

I be poppin' bottles in public like FUCK IT

Been waitin' on my time to shine

Found my hustle, found my grind

I’m only gonna tell you motherfuckers this one more time