Camp boys, we ’bout to take over, all my n#gg#s rich
I can’t f#ck with basic hoes, like all my b#tches thick
Left hand blew out, I get this and bust my other wrist
Baby quit it with the small talk, is you gon’ suck the dick
Told me she gon’ kill me if she catch me with another b#tch
All my n#gg#s f#ck, she think she slick when all my n#gg#s hit
We blowing dank out the wood, know it’s an opp in it
You gon’ get knocked off, keep f#ckin’ with the opposite
Pull her to the side, put the chain on her, tryna pop this b#tch
He had a way, but he lost it, he ain’t poppin’ sh#t
Them n#gg#s petty coppin’, they ain’t never cop a zip
n#gg#s tried to sh#t on my when I ain’t have a pot to piss
You tryna cuff or lock her down you a
She wanna f#ck, blow me while I drive, I got guap to get
He bought the Glock for a picture, he ain’t poppin’ sh#t
James Harden, step back, then I get a rocket sent
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