Travis Thompson - Dead Prezis lyrics

[Intro: Travis Thompson] Yeah, uh (Yeah) (Tyler might've did somethin') Said all I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's In the pocket, and a couple bad hoes goin' steady And a little neck pain from the gold chain heavy And the crib lookin' like I got— [Chorus: Travis Thompson] All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's (Yeah) In the pocket, and a couple bad hoes goin' steady (Yeah) And a little neck pain from the gold chain heavy (Yeah) And the crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready, where the fetti? [Verse 1: Travis Thompson] Baby, you can tell I'm gettin' plenty (Woo) I be ridin' in the 'Cedes, I don't really miss the Chevy (Skrrt) Goin' eighty, blowin' sticky, and the windows never tinted (Yeah) So I'ma hit the pacer should a piggy try to get us Who you kiddin'? I could find the fake in a haystack I could bring the ace to your wake, let the tape blast (Yeah) I could get her choosey off gander at my Chase app I could put your wifey on a cleanse, give her face masks, ayy They know me in the city with no name tag Women love to call me underrated, I'ma change that Feathers in my jacket, in another weight class You don't put no motherfu*kin' meals on my placemat [Chorus: Travis Thompson & G-Eazy] All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's In the pocket, and a couple bad hoes goin' steady (Yeah) And a little neck pain from the gold chain heavy And the crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's (You know) In the pocket, and a couple bad hoes goin' steady (Haha, haha) And a little neck pain from the gold chain heavy (Travis, I got you) And the crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready [Verse 2: G-Eazy] All I ever wanted was a couple dime pieces Way back in high school, Air 1s, no creases Now it's Air One with a couple fresh peaches And some hundred-dollar green juice for my main squeezes Swimmin' in the money, you might run into some leeches 'Less you in Ibiza, and you in them clear beaches All over the world, crazy where my pool reaches You gon' see mo' problems as the money increases Ooh, all I ever want was dead presi's Now I Rolex the whole gang with ten Presi's I ain't seen her all year long, now she ready Stayed in, seen her ass got quarantine heavy Wow, go in slow motion Mixin' up drugs and I'm faded off the potion 2016, my first album caused commotion Now I run plays and I feel like Danny Ocean, you b*tch [Chorus: Travis Thompson] All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's (Yeah) In the pocket, and a couple bad hoes goin' steady (b*tch) And a little neck pain from the gold chain heavy And the crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready (Yeah, ayy) All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's (Okay) In the pocket, and a couple bad hoes goin' steady (Yeah) And a little neck pain from the gold chain heavy (Ayy, ayy) And the crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready, where the fetti? [Outro: Travis Thompson & G-Eazy] All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's, dead— All I ever wanted was the hoes, hoes steady, steady All I ever wanted was the gold chain heavy, heavy Crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready, where the fetti? (Haha, haha, haha, ha)