"Travis Rice" lyrics
Abstract & rickgrimes Lyrics
[Abstract:]
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
Put that beat on loop like South Park, just to get the cash (Creek)
I don't want no ho back, I'm just passin' melodies
Used to skate through Rafter just so I could smoke a couple Js
PBR and Potters shoulda put me in a early grave (Yeah)
I got friends, I got enemies
Hard to know the difference when they both talk like they proud of me
Small-town talk will breed a whole lot of jealousy
We came from the same place, I was just built differently (I was just built differently)
Used to laugh, I was seventeen
Grinded like I'm Wallisch, now the flow is just as buttery
Bang on 'em like Casabon, I flip out like Danny Kass
Hall of fame, bars will break your ankles like the beat is Chad's
My ankles are broke!
His ankles are broken!
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
[rickgrimes:]
I'm at Amangani with a couple southern belles
On my plate, that ain't steak, that's some fuckin' wild elk
See these stars, they alignin' like Orion's Belt
Thank you God, thank you haters, thank you to myself
Bitch, I'm on
Bitches at the front desk actin' like they knew me (Ooh)
Head back to the room and it came with a jacuzzi (Yeah)
Five-six snow bunnies, pull up in a Subi (Skrrt)
Call me Curt Morgan, we about to make a movie (Yeah)
How you get that cold?
Pretty mama, back that thing up on me, that's that X Games mode
That body speak a different language like Rosetta Stone
She doin' things I never seen before
[Abstract:]
Yeah
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
Put that beat on loop like South Park, just to get the cash (Creek)
I don't want no ho back, I'm just passin' melodies
Used to skate through Rafter just so I could smoke a couple Js
PBR and Potters shoulda put me in a early grave (Yeah)
I got friends, I got enemies
Hard to know the difference when they both talk like they proud of me
Small-town talk will breed a whole lot of jealousy
We came from the same place, I was just built differently (I was just built differently)
Used to laugh, I was seventeen
Grinded like I'm Wallisch, now the flow is just as buttery
Bang on 'em like Casabon, I flip out like Danny Kass
Hall of fame, bars will break your ankles like the beat is Chad's
My ankles are broke!
His ankles are broken!
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
[rickgrimes:]
I'm at Amangani with a couple southern belles
On my plate, that ain't steak, that's some fuckin' wild elk
See these stars, they alignin' like Orion's Belt
Thank you God, thank you haters, thank you to myself
Bitch, I'm on
Bitches at the front desk actin' like they knew me (Ooh)
Head back to the room and it came with a jacuzzi (Yeah)
Five-six snow bunnies, pull up in a Subi (Skrrt)
Call me Curt Morgan, we about to make a movie (Yeah)
How you get that cold?
Pretty mama, back that thing up on me, that's that X Games mode
That body speak a different language like Rosetta Stone
She doin' things I never seen before
[Abstract:]
Yeah
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice
Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype
It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height
I could teach you how to do it
Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah
