Juss Kev & Travon - d**h Row lyrics

[Verse 1: Travon] An Yo, the crowd is hyped cause the word is his occupation But all I have received is boredom from conversations And portions of people taping My n***as is out here making, This money so now they hatin Why you mad bro? I could've been a f*g in a shack with no a** hole Eating Tabasco, With a fat chick givin mad blow Thought I was brown but I'm black in my a** hole I ate the cornrows up and sh**ted out an afro The cash flow, Had a n***a on so I cut that Treat us like hoes to get us on but n***a f** that Your mom came in the room screamin s*ut's back Told the world to polish my dick and pull my nuts back Na n***a f** that and who? What? f** you Mad cause you wanna hang like my nuts do I come through got the moon saying that his bu*ts cool You better be cool before I reach out and touch you [Verse 2: Juss Kev] Ok they heard that this murderous verbalist is so superb with this The way the words merge and twist I heat it up and serve the dish Same b**hes all on my dick they were the first to diss Got bread so when I meet them they cheese, On some burger sh** Dope's what I prefer to spit, get a beat with a verse to fit Tighter than a virgin chick, Then I just emerge with hits I will attack, and k** a track, that's filled with facts they worship it n***as won't even get on a song if I'm first to spit I get wild curse and sh**, spit styles a perfect mix Of this and that, I spit on tracks the sh**'s exact and merciless So f**in sick it hurts to piss b**h n***as where your purses is? Old n***as purchase this like “Who in the earth is this?” Juss Kev ho, On different level Leave a bunch of dead flows on these beats that's retro And I'm from that West Coast so I gotta get dough And I'm k**in n***as behind bars the new d**h Row