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Intro
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Intro was released on February 23, 2024 by Trav Dinero as a part of the album Intro - Single
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Release DateFebruary 23, 2024
LabelTrav Dinero
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trav Dinero
Trav Dinero
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travis Malone
Travis Malone
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evol Beats
Evol Beats
Producer

Lyrics

One in the head, this shit for protection
No ls riding round with a weapon
Ever been in a shoot out and i missed
Call that shit counting your blessings
Money the rule of all evil
Whats in my blunt that shit lethal
Cup full of potion
That’s not your homie if he got real
Motion
And you don’t got motion
Homie don’t be tucking motion
I ain’t been focus
But I been focus
Cut the world off I don’t need no commotion
Ain’t paying no rats or no lames for promotion
Blogs will post anything besides who’s posting
Hold up
Where the za at need to roll up
I need some drank need to pour up
Going Danny phantom on these hoes
Riding around wit a bank roll
I ain’t been home I ain’t change clothes
Bet I Still smell like Dior cologne
If I stink you smell the zaze
He ain’t never shot shit but he drill every song
Tryna give a advice
He ain’t never even been on a drill
Call of duty game play only time that **** ever had a gun in the field
**** ain’t shoot shit for real
I put this drip on for real
I’m the flyest felon
Shout out monte that my brother
Double fs mvp road runners
Believe in your self when nobody believe in you
Gotta keep striving even if your dolo
I’m with a villain and she giving throat
control her head just like a yo-yo
I don’t care for the clout I want the pollo
Ain’t tryna kick it this shit ain’t no dojo
I got the mojo jojo
Found my own motion I did it my self
**** have motion and won’t even help
Nobody wanna see nobody eat
Ain’t no one gon help you get on your feet
Palm angles wit fendi on my feet
All my drip real I aint sharing a thing
They bring me champagne when i shop for foreigns
Kicked somebody bm out she was borning
I put my foot on the gas
While smoking on gas
On my way to get some gas
On my way to get a bag
Caught a new kill she belong with the wags
**** ain’t really straight they be zigzag
Welcome to the planet of the snakes
Guarantee you can’t relate
Facts I’m Td But not Td Jakes
When you think about me you think bout the bank
Every where I go you smell za stink
They gon throw salt on who ever
You know they feining to stab somebody in their back
They gon throw salt on who ever
You know they feining to stab somebody in their back
Planet of the snakes
Planet of the snakes
Guarantee you can’t relate
this is the Planet of the snakes
Planet of the snakes
Guarantee you can’t relate
this is the Planet of the snakes
Planet of the snakes
Guarantee you can’t relate
Written by: Travis Malone
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