Came across your stuff from reddit. Good shit man, just trying to figure out why this hispanic love for you is so strong lol. Homies from Guatemala out here reppin you hahaa
a Travis lo escucho hace un tiempo y créanme cuando les digo este pibe para fin de año o quizá un poco mas ya va estar realmente pegado en esto y va a ser mucho mas escuchado. Se lo merece de verdad su temas y flow con letras son increibles!!!!!!!
hhaaartbeats bro to Mexican people we love music in english and this Fat is so good also we have trap- hip hop in spanish very amazing ! Have good night!
"Bad Apples" [Chorus] Said, "that boy all bark, no bite" Running full-court 'til we got no lights In the '04, no place so high They like: "how them bad apples go and get so ripe?" Yeah, I said, "that boy all bark, no bite" Running full-court 'til we got no life In the '04, no place so high They like: "how them bad apples go and get so ripe?" [Verse 1] Said, "that boy all bark, no bite" Plate of pulled pork, and a can of cold sprite Young and so bored Baby, what's your vice? Yeah, we can find the Lord if you give me your night 'Cause I'm from the West side Well, not really, I'm from just north of the West side Where the kids don't know no better Don't know left, right Which way is up, and like: Yes, I Don't say enough, and they: best line You play too much, and I: get fined Don't pray for us So, you riding or not? Travy keep it up above You bare your pus*y, just sleep on the bus Walk through the halls with the weed in my sock Until I seen the dogs, tryina sell and I blush Tryina keep a C average, ahh Mama going bat-sh*t I'm too occupied with tryina stick my index in a bad b*tch Used to stumble through the madness, ahh Taking from my classmates Thinking: if I can't afford it, then why should he get to have it? I still remember every man who ever jumped me, I can't get past And when I'm on, I'm finna put a hit out on your b*tch ass [Chorus] That boy all bark, no bite Running full-court 'til we got no lights In the '04, no place so high They like: "how them bad apples go and get so ripe?" Yeah, I said, "that boy all bark, no bite" Running full-court 'til we got no life In the '04, no place so high They like: "how them bad apples go and get so ripe?" [Verse 2] Ayy Mama say I'm not one of your little friends Man, I'm f*cking up, I'm f*cking up, I'm f*cking up again, ayy Dirt all in the house, my dad don't trust none of my friends Man, I'm f*cking up, I'm f*cking up, I'm f*cking up again Yo, I love the way they look when they tell me I'm not a bad kid I love the way they look when they tell me potential massive I love the way y'all book when security doing back flips In the back of a Crown Vic, fake cop asked me: "Travis, how's your dad?" City too small for me, sip the lukewarm forty Put the rose gold sharpie on these two poor shorties Dot the "i" with the heart and tell 'em, "shirts is goin' be twenty" This the life of the boy from a part of town not important With the block on my sleeve, got some rocks on my teeth 'Nother check in the mail Ain't no boss telling me how to move with my day Who'd have thought this where I'd be Little chubby kid from Ambaum talking sh*t, but honestly You know that [Chorus] Said, "that boy all bark, no bite" Running full-court 'til we got no lights In the '04, no place so high They like: "how them bad apples go and get so ripe?" Yeah, I said, "that boy all bark, no bite" Running full-court 'til we got no life In the '04, no place so high They like: "how them bad apples go and get so ripe?" [Bridge] Most nights I get too high, can't find my way back home Burned bridge, quick left, let's ride Don't know myself no more Most nights I get too high, can't find my way back home Burned bridge, quick left, let's ride Don't know myself no more [Outro] Answer the phone, bro Are you good, or are you good?
> Lyrics < Said: That boy all bark, no bite Running full-court 'til we got no lights In the '04, no place so high They like: How them bad apples go and get so ripe? Yeah, I said, that boy all bark, no bite Running full-court 'til we got no life In the '04, no place so high They like: How them bad apples go and get so ripe? Said: That boy all bark, no bite Plate of pulled pork, and a can of cold sprite Young and so bored Baby, what's your vice? Yeah, we can find the Lord if you give me your night 'Cause I'm from the West side Well, not really, I'm from just north of the West side Where the kids don't know no better Don't know left, right Which way is up, and like: Yes, I Don't say enough, and they: Best line You play too much, and I: Get fined Don't pray for us So, you riding or not? Travy keep it up above You bare your pussy, just sleep on the bus Walk through the halls with the weed in my sock Until I seen the dogs, tryina sell and I blush Tryina keep a C average, ahh Mama going bat-shit I'm too occupied with tryina stick my index in a bad bitch Used to stumble through the madness, ahh Taking from my classmates Thinking: If I can't afford it, then why should he get to have it? I still remember every man who ever jumped me, I can't get past And when I'm on, I'm finna put a hit out on your bitch ass That boy all bark, no bite Running full-court 'til we got no lights In the '04, no place so high They like: How them bad apples go and get so ripe? Yeah, I said, that boy all bark, no bite Running full-court 'til we got no life In the '04, no place so high They like: How them bad apples go and get so ripe? Ayy Mama say I'm not one of your little friends Man, I'm fucking up, I'm fucking up, I'm fucking up again, ayy Dirt all in the house, my dad don't trust none of my friends Man, I'm fucking up, I'm fucking up, I'm fucking up again Yo, I love the way they look when they tell me I'm not a bad kid I love the way they look when they tell me potential massive I love the way y'all book when security doing back flips In the back of a Crown Vic, fake cop asked me: Travis, how's your dad? City too small for me, sip the lukewarm forty Put the rose gold sharpie on these two poor shorties Dot the I with the heart and tell 'em, shirts is goin' be twenty This the life of the boy from a part of town not important With the block on my sleeve, 'cause I'm rough on my teeth 'Nother check in the mail Ain't no boss telling me how to move with my day Who'd have thought this where I'd be Little chubby kid from Ambaum talking shit, but honestly You know that Said: That boy all bark, no bite Running full-court 'til we got no lights In the '04, no place so high They like: How them bad apples go and get so ripe? Yeah, I said, that boy all bark, no bite Running full-court 'til we got no life In the '04, no place so high They like: How them bad apples go and get so ripe? Most nights I get too high, can't find my way back home Burned brave, weak left last round Don't know myself no more Most nights I get too high, can't find my way back home Burned brave, weak left last round Don't know myself no more Answer the phone, bro Are you good, or are you good?
Great track, they’re all great, just so good.. I’m at the age where I’m starting to get stuck in my ways and don’t dig new stuff, but this is great.. It’s fresh but also has flavours of past which I hold dear to my ol bastard heart.. keep up the wicked work young blood.
Do you give me permission to subtitle your song on my channel? If so, give me the letter to do the work. excellent music, I already made one of his songs "I need you"(I speak spanish)
Puedo apostar incluso mi casa a que el 25% de los latinos que están aqui nomás la escuchan por qué "suena bien" y no porque sepan en realidad lo que dice.
