Let Em Have it

Big Los on the track, boy

Nigga, what you want? I'ma handle that
She leaving with me, ain't no coming back
Riding something fast, faster than your Jag, bitch

Boy, I pull up quick and I get the cash, bitch
I see you niggas watching, I'ma let you have this
I'm Chris fucking Travis, better than your last bitch
Say my name every song cause it make me happy
If a nigga talking shit, I'ma let him have it

I'm probably in the dungeon smoking with an actress
Say she wanna make a movie, I'ma let her have it
Me and Big Los on the rap game, bitch, attack it
Yeah, bitch, I'm on my own, labels don't subtract shit
Niggas wanna buy my flow, I'ma let them have it
Got a million different hoes, I'ma still snatch shit
None of y'all niggas killers, need to quit acting
And bitch, I'm not no killer, but I still smash shit

Boy, you niggas weak, I'ma let you have it

Still not in my prime, but I'll let you have it
You can fuck that ho, I'ma let you have it
And when you done, boy, she better bring that back, bitch
I'm in a fucking coupe with the missing roof
And I don't gotta talk cause I show the proof
And they be telling lies to the fucking truth
And every time I spit, it's fire like hot soup
All I see is millions, I could never fall
And all my niggas ready, I don't know 'bout y'all

I think I need to be inducted to the hall
The hall of fame, nigga, cause I'm killing all
Damn, Lil Chris, where the fuck you get that at?
Memphis, Tennessee, where the fuck a nigga blast
If a nigga play with my fam, then he dead
And I put that on me and my soul and my flesh
Damn, Lil Chris, where the fuck you get that at?
Memphis, Tennessee, where the fuck a nigga blast
If a nigga play with my fam, then he dead
And I put that on me and my soul and my flesh, bitch

I'm still the fucking best
Still the fucking best at this shit, bitch
You niggas fucking bitch, I'm an asshole
I'ma tell you niggas so