Travis Barker – Gimme Brain (ft. Lil Wayne & Rick Ross) (Lyrics, Video)

Watch official video, Get the Lyrics to Gimme Brain by Travis Barker featuring Lil Wayne & Rick Ross. The song was self-produced by Travis Barker.

Travis Barker Gimme Brain (ft. Lil Wayne & Rick Ross) (prod. Travis Barker)

Famed blink-182 drummer Travis Barker has always used an interesting play on words when it comes to his music, dating back to his 2011 debut solo LP Give the Drummer Some. His latest musical output takes that sentiment to another level with the music video for his 2019 single “Gimme Brain” accompanied by none other than Lil Wayne and Rick Ross.

If you can get past the vulgarity of it all and the even more disturbing lyrics heard throughout — Ross rapping the line “Thirty bitches in the crib and that’s word to my man R. Kellz” is unsettling to say the least — it’s actually quite cool to see three music vets coming together to mix the genres of rock and rap. Wayne pulls out some of his best bars in recent times that’ll surely have people screaming “Mixtape Weezy!” off the first verse, and Trav is just a beast at what he does when given a set of drums and pair of sticks. Add to the mix an alien rocket launcher and what we believe to be a Trippie Redd cameo — on second glance, it definitely is; peep the moon chain! — and you’ve got yourself a pretty interesting video to cap off the first month of the new decade with.

No word on where or whose project this song will appear — Funeral bonus track, maybe? — but check out the video for “Gimme Brain” by Travis Barker, Lil Wayne and Rick Ross above anyway. It’s worth at least one watch.

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LYRICS

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Travie, where the drums at?

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Uh, put your titties on the glass, bitch
She got a pussy printed like a Memphis
She said she don’t suck dick ’cause she a Catholic
But she can’t get her cat licked and that’s just tragic
Oh and if her man trip, that be his last trip
He could get the AK or get his ass kicked
Put him in the body cast or a casket
Dogs barking like Travis on some Brad Pitt’s solaces
Clappin’ asses, laps, and dances
Coke white as Marilyn Manson, American Anthem
I’m handsome with finances with all the answers
Gettin’ brain like I scans it, brain damage

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
You a drunk bitch with a big butt
I’m a rich nigga with a big gun
Turn around, I’ma watch you like a sitcom
I’ma smash, I’ma smash like a fist bump
Full gun clip, full gun clip
Give me brain, give me brain, no dumb shit
Full gun clip, full gun clip
Give me brain, give me brain, no dumb shit
(Maybach Music)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I hit the booty club and treat it like a holiday
We takin’ all the parking spaces they can tolerate
Clean coupes, street money, dirty sedans
Dirty bitches in the crib and that’s word to my man
[?]
Gucci slippers, look at her sippin’ on a cocktail
Funny money, I should call it, that’s how the bitches giggle
All up on me like Armani, I split it down the middle
Can’t be talking, cash shit writing bad checks
Paying in advance, damn, put you in the past tense
Yellow Lamborghini, miss me with that red shit
Versace underwear, hundred million I’m after

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
You a drunk bitch with a big butt
You like a long clip in a big gun
Turn around, I’ma watch you like a sitcom
I’ma smash, I’ma smash like a fist bump
Shotgun lips, shotgun lips
To the head, give me brain, no dumb shit
Ooh, shotgun lips
Double barrel pump lips
To the head, give me brain, no dumb shit
Ooh