[Chorus: TRAVIS]
Razzis & Rarris
Razzis & Rarris

Aviator shades, I’m switchin lanes like blades, went MIA from MIA to Everglades
I see the razzi poppin up from the swamp marshes, their mind always on me, like I am their conscious. I’m sick of the razzi them folk make me nauseous

[Hook: TRAVIS]
Razzis & Rarris
Razzis & Rarris

[Verse 1: TRAVIS]
Gulfstream park racin, I win all the bets, I’m first placin. Margiela wasn’t free, it ain’t freemason, Coachella wasn’t free, they send me a payment. I’m the headliner, what a statement. My head don’t mind her, she could get the replacin

[Hook: TRAVIS]
Razzis & Rarris
Razzis & Rarris

[Verse 2: TRAVIS]
Drivin faster than the Kamikazes. We drivin Ducatis not the Kawasakis. Exhaust hotter than some Takis. Slide faster than hockey’s, championship, in the whip

[Hook: TRAVIS]
Razzis & Rarris
Razzis & Rarris

[Bridge: TRAVIS]
I just hit Paris, I just hit Paris
I just hit Paris. I just hit Paris
I just hit Paris. I just hit Paris
[Verse 3: TRAVIS]
Mercedes Metris Van, going thru traffic like Tetris man, my network wide, I set this span. Then I jet off to Switzerland. High as if we never land, this ain’t Peter Pan. International, like Ignite. Dan Bilzerian. All them models are my fan

[Hook: TRAVIS]
Razzis & Rarris
Razzis & Rarris

[Verse 4: TRAVIS]
I took a stop by Golden Eye estate. Jamaica we relate. 007, back to MIA to perform at club 11. Club in high demand, everyone stays fanned. I am my brand. My success was planned, on my command

[Hook: TRAVIS]
Razzis & Rarris
Razzis & Rarris

[Verse 5: TRAVIS]
At the Concert Festival, I confessed (con-fest), that I am best, I say it with my chest, haters nem get pressed, yet they’re still impressed. The haters are obsessed, came to hate my concert, yet they still payed, they still invest, my performance is the most request

[Chorus: TRAVIS]
Razzis & Rarris
Razzis & Rarris

Aviator shades, I’m switchin lanes like blades, went MIA from MIA to Everglades
I see the razzi poppin up from the swamp marshes, their mind always on me, like I am their conscious. I’m sick of the razzi them folk make me nauseous