You no-business, born-insecure, motherfucker
Got a bad lil mama, and she always the shits Put a hundred in my pocket, a hundred on the rims That's my lil bitch, that's, my lil bitch my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil bitch Put a red dress on her and some gas for the Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the That's my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil That's my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil
Campfire, I'm a hot Please, no pictures, I'm a tired Spidey senses tingle when fake niggas Dreads swinging like they did to all them shake, nigga, true West 'til I d-i-e If you want respect, me in my e-y-e I love my whips a racist and travel lot of places my nigga, Hef, fuck the police Oprah for President, resident Dis face when I'm disgraced, the nigga in me Might catch me at a Foods And if you see that red Mercedes, you know who
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the Put a hundred in my pocket, a hundred on the rims That's my lil bitch, that's, my lil bitch my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil bitch Put a red on her and some gas for the trip Got a hundred in my pocket and a on the tint That's my lil bitch, that's, my lil bitch my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil bitch
Yeah, yeah, campfire, I'm a lil nigga There's red in my like Drew Barrymore, nigga And my fit on ET, yo on EBT So you try to flex, I'm like, "What's yo credit score, nigga?" Yeah, and word to my granny Since 14, the route like Randy Everything dandy, gray sweats with the (Nausea, heartburn) effects may vary Yeah, fuck these niggas, the child lock? So many hits, I could have my own NOW! Pen a triple album of all my children No difference from Kidz Bop, 'em in the Hilton
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