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Campfire, I'm a hot Please, no pictures, I'm a motherfucker Spidey tingle when it's fake niggas swinging like they did to all them shake, nigga, that's true West Coast 'til I If you respect, look me in my e-y-e I love my whips like a and travel lot of places Free my nigga, Hef, the police Oprah for President, CLBN Dis face I'm disgraced, that's the nigga in me Might me at a Whole Foods And if you see that red Mercedes, you know who
Got a bad lil mama, and she with the shits Put a hundred in my pocket, a hundred on the rims my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil bitch That's my lil bitch, that's, my lil bitch Put a red dress on her and gas for the trip Got a in my pocket and a couple on the tint my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil bitch That's my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil
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 when you try to flex, I'm like, "What's yo score, nigga?" Yeah, and word to my granny Since 14, knew the route Randy Everything dandy, gray sweats with the (Nausea, heartburn) effects may vary Yeah, fuck these niggas, the child lock? So hits, I could have my own NOW! comp Pen a album full of all my children No from Kidz Bop, book 'em in the Hilton
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