Travie Austin and Brad Kemp - Thumbs Up! (feat. Anthony M. Rodriguez & TomCat Trumpet)

Two step off the stage cuz' we just killed it
Need some drank in my cup, time to refill it
So we roll up, bartend about to pour up
I think we had a hell of a night
(I think we had a hell of a night)
We laid back in the cut, shooting the breeze and
this brother rolls on up, grinning and cheesin'
Said he love us, we some bad brothas
Then he offered us a little advice
He said
Hey bro, your set was killer
Really love your sound, but I can make it better
Double up the compression, give me a feature
And I promise that you'll have a hit
Hold Up!
Wait a damn minute
No on asked for your opinion
But since you wanna give it
Then imma hit you with the Thumbs Up
Thumbs Up
Hold Up!
Wait a damn minute
No one cares for your opinion
But since you wanna give it
Then imma hit you with the Thumbs Up
Thumbs Up
And I'm like
Oh, no, bro
You gotta go!
I ain't claiming I've reached perfection
but I ain't tryna hear 'bout your perspective, nah
Whoa, no, bro
You gotta go!
I ain't tryna act all offended
But we don't really need your wrong ass opinions
Day two in the stu, we vibing and writing
Workflow going crazy, grinding and sliding
Writing slappys, bopianas with fat beats
'Bout to be a hell of a vibe
('Bout to be a hell of a vibe)
We hear a knock on the door
So we pause
To find this pretty red head
holding up a guitar
She said our sweet sounds deserve a round of applause
And she asked if she come inside
Then she said
Hey Travie, your voice is killer
What you wrote is great, but I can write it better
Take it up a step and give me a feature
And I promise that you'll have a hit
Hold Up!
Wait a damn minute
No on asked for your opinion
But since you wanna give it
Then imma hit you with the Thumbs Up
Thumbs Up
Hold Up!
Wait a damn minute
No one cares for your opinion
But since you wanna give it
Then imma hit you with the Thumbs Up
Thumbs Up
And I'm like
Oh, no, bro
You gotta go!
I ain't claiming I've reached perfection
but I ain't tryna hear 'bout your perspective, nah
Whoa, no, bro
You gotta go!
I ain't tryna act all offended
But we don't really need your wrong ass opinions
Yo buddy, that's a nice opinion
But it's bad timing, you done hurt my feelings
Gimme six feet, time to social distance
Better back up, you better back up
Yo buddy, that's a wild opinion
And it's bad timing, you done hurt my feelings
Gimme six feet, time to social distance
Better back up, or imma act up
Hold Up!
Wait a damn minute
No on asked for your opinion
But since you wanna give it
Then imma hit you with the Thumbs Up
Thumbs Up
Hold Up!
Wait a damn minute
No one cares for your opinion
But since you wanna give it
Then imma hit you with the Thumbs Up
Thumbs Up
Hold Up!
Wait a damn minute
No on asked for your opinion
But since you wanna give it
Then imma hit you with the Thumbs Up
Thumbs Up
Hold Up!
Wait a damn minute
No one cares for your opinion
But since you wanna give it
Then imma hit you with the Thumbs Up
Thumbs Up

Written by:
Travis Wright

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