You no-business, born-insecure, motherfucker
Got a bad lil mama, and she with the shits Put a hundred in my pocket, then a on the rims That's my lil bitch, that's, my lil bitch That's my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil Put a red dress on her and some gas for the Got a hundred in my and a couple on the tint That's my lil bitch, that's, my lil bitch 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 when it's fake niggas Dreads swinging like they did to all shake, nigga, that's true West Coast 'til I If you want respect, me in my e-y-e I love my whips like a racist and lot of places Free my nigga, Hef, fuck the for President, CLBN resident Dis face I'm disgraced, that's the nigga in me Might catch me at a Foods And if you see that red Mercedes, you know who
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Yeah, yeah, campfire, I'm a lil nigga There's red in my blood like 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, knew the route Randy dandy, gray sweats with the pennies (Nausea, heartburn) Side may vary Yeah, fuck these niggas, the child lock? So many hits, I could my own NOW! comp Pen a triple album of all my children No difference from Bop, book 'em in the Hilton
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