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Artiste : Blaatina
Titre : Travel Ban Freestyle
You bitches not welcome, call that a ban (nope)
Bitch stalkin´ my IG, call you a fan (yeah)
Want a bad bitch, I don´t want your man
Applyin´ some pressure, ho try again
Never been a lame bitch, never been a groupie (nope)

Yo I´m on the block bustin´ shit, ain´t talkin´ movies (yeah, yeah)
Said that it´s on sight but when I see you what you doin´? (what you doin´?)
I don´t gotta fight, draco locked away, we shootin´ (grrah)
You bitches relaxin´
I´m throwin´ up B´s, you ain´t showin´ no money (brrat, brrat)
Bitch I can´t C (nope), I hang with real killers
My pops an OG (RIP), don´t be callin´ my phone
To serve you no G, ho I don´t give a fuck (hell nah)
Reach in my hand purse, bitch you better duck (you better duck)
Playin´ hide and seek, we gon´ find you, good luck (good luck)
You bitches be 12, I ain´t never gon´ cuff, yeah (hell nah)

Y´all be actin´ like bitches (yeah), we know you snitchin´ (shh)
They know where you livin´, we can´t leave no witness
No we can´t talk, only talk business (yeah)
Speak on my bros, we gon´ leave your ass swimmin´
Knew you was lackin´, done caught your ass slippin´
Aim at your head, we know what you thinkin´ (yeah)
You not in no traffic, you not even with it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You not a good actor so stop that pretending
Through my gang, got the cell (woo)
No I can never tell (hell nah)
Fuck 12 what we yell (fuck 12)
Goss Gucci raisin´ hell (yeah, yeah)
Serve pressure, no scale (nope)

I´ma make it, can´t fail (can´t fail)
This gas stank, got a smell (yeah)
Mis tios from the cartel (braat, braat)
Nunca estoy sola, tenemos pistola
Got a white boy and he servin´ that coca (yeah)
If you don´t know me yo estoy loca
Talkin´ that shit, callate la boca
Stay with your mama, sleep on the sofa (you a bum)
No that´s not lean, you drink purple soda (hah)
I´m a heartbreaker, please call me Sosa
I´m a real foreign, you bitches Toyota (skrrt skrrt)

Yeah, you bitches ain´t on shit
Stay mad ho, ahh
Already know how the fuck we comin´
Whole lot of southside bitch, yeah, yeah