Campboyz!
Rolling up exotic pack, i be high as hell
b#tches know i’m in my bag that sh#t ain’t hard to tell
Chrome heart amiri jeans, i be fly as hell
I put all my hoes in gucci she like ysl
n#gg# wrote a statement and got out i know he tryna tell
Just got into it with my nine, that n#gg# poppin 12
Man this b#tch all on my dick just for hair and nails
Hurry up b#tch you wasting time i gotta make a sell
Oh he out here ratting watch that n#gg#, he a show and tell
Just for that blitt blaa! let him eat a shell
Gang only carry slips shout out my n#gg# rell
Brody pour a lot of lines he be sippin snail
Catch yo #ss lacking with that shh! call him
Tell that b#tch to only call me when she see some nais
Thought we bout to start up grab a pop we bout to pour some drank
Bring my strap to dice i’m popping if i lose some pale
Know my b#tch designer real, but her booty fake
Cop pleas you gotta say what you gone do to ace
Damn i think we got a problem, let me call baby jay
b#tch i only wanna f#ck you ain’t here to stay
Damn this beat hard as hell, i shoulda called d8 [richd8i
Baby watch out for the boys baby just in case
n#gg# i’m in a fast lane, we in a differnet pace
b#tch i only wanna tuck i ain’t tryna
Sticky #ss hunnid’s in my pocket this alotta pape
My b#tch don’t want me to leave but i ain’t tryna stay
Drop a hunnid shots on them n#gg#s that be tryna hate
Somebody go and tell my oops they better play it safe
Slap that b#tch and sport and do the dash i’m tryna dodge the jakes
Hanging out the window with that b#tch you know i ride with apes
I could shut a broke b#tch mouth and up some bands on her
Up the FN make that n#gg# run he got some legs on em
You the type to back door yo mans for some vans won’t you
n#gg# i could sell that sh#t quick i put my hand on it
b#tch tried to steal from me i damn there put my hands on her
Once i f#ck i gotta pass lil b#tch my mans want you
Hold on thats the mag poking
This b#tch #ss fat as hell a cup could stand on it
b#tch what you thought this was?
You can not get sh#t barely could get a hug
And she know i’m getting moeny she say
“as you should”
If you speaking on the camp we in n#gg#s hoods!
p#ss# #ss n#gg# what you on i got my lil cus
Try to be a bully now he caught all of the f#cking slug
All this f#cking dirty on me throw it in the tub
p#ss# you don’t even need that stick you ain’t gone blow the gun
Dawg steady out here going broke can’t control his funds
30 thousand on me i might drop that sh#t in golden sun
Make another 30 i might throw that sh#t back in the club
Man you n#gg#s be my sons
Plus you miggas broke as tuck and you can’t show a dub
b#tches out here showing love
My n#gg#s out here pouring mud
I got sum in the stash i’m tryna show the plug

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