Upcoming Concerts for Travis Thompson
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Thompson
Performer
G-Eazy
Performer
Nia Jessie
Vocals
Zaria Higgins
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travis Thompson
Composer
Gerald Gillum
Composer
Tyler Dopps
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gerald Gillum
Engineer
Tyler Dopps
Producer
Jordan Santana
Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezis
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got
All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezis
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got the cocaine ready
Where the 'fetti?
Baby, you can tell I'm getting plenty
I be riding in the 'Cedes, I don't really miss the Chevy
Going 80, blowing sticky and the windows never tinted
So, I'ma hit the pacer should a piggy try to get us
Who you kidding?
I could find the fake in haystack
I could bring the ace to your wake, let the tape blast
I could get her choosey off a gander at my chase app
I could put your wifey on a cleanse, give her face masks
Aye
They know me in the city with no name tag
Women love to call me underrated, I'ma change that
Feathers in my jacket, in another weight class
You don't put no motherfuckin' meals on my placemat
All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezis
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got the cocaine ready
All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezis
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got the cocaine ready
All I ever wanted was a couple dime pieces
Way back in high school, Air Ones, no creases
Now it's Air One with a couple fresh peaches
And some hundred dollar green juice with my main squeezes
Swimming in the money you might run into some leeches
'Less you in Ibiza and you win them clear beaches
All over the world, crazy where my pool reaches
You gon' see more problems if the money increases
All I ever want was dead prezis
Now I Rolex the whole gang with ten prezis
I ain't seen her all year long, now she ready
Stayed in, seen her ass got quarantine heavy
Wow, go in slow motion
Mixing up drugs and I'm faded off the potion
2016, my first album caused commotion
Now I run plays and I feel like Danny Ocean, you bitch
All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezis
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got the cocaine ready
All I ever wanted was a couple dead prezis
In the pocket and a couple bad hoes going steady
And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy
And the crib looking like I got the cocaine ready
Where the 'fetti?
(All I ever wanted, couple dead prezis
All I ever wanted, hoes going steady
All I ever wanted, gold chain heavy
Crib looking like I got the cocaine ready)
Where the 'fetti?
Written by: Gerald Gillum, Travis Thompson, Tyler Dopps