Travel Ban Testo

I'm 'bout go to her place
I’ll beat it up at her place
I'll put it up in her face
She better suck like a leech
She begging me for the D
Baby girl leave it to me
I’m bout to leave, give a fuck what you think
I’m bout to put the purple in my drink
I go off of vibes
I might cause a fight She ride the dick like a bike
I’m bout to be here all night
Yeah, we’re strapped like dykes
Don’t you fuckin' try
She wanna go on a hike
I left that girl on a hike

Wooowwww, he really left me on this hike
But you know what? You know what bitch?
I got Tinder, ha, how 'bout that
I’m from Pakistan
Fuck the travel ban, bitch, I still made it here

I made it here on the travel ban
I got straps like the Taliban
Better watch out, imma steal your man
I do what I want, you do what you can
I’m making moves like monopoly
Hold up, no one's on top of me
Hold up, no one is stopping me I’m blowing up, no one's popping me
You are just mad you’re not from Atlanta
I should just go be a dancer
You bitches bald, cancer
Your nigga calls, I don’t answer
I'm bout to flood out my wrist
I’m bout to fuck on yo bitch
When I reload, I don’t miss
One to the head and the hips

Fuck all y’all hoes
If you don’t like Pakistanis, then fuck you and you can go suck ISIS dick (Muffled)