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(Ooh)
I don't know what these got goin' on (Ooh)
Camden, Camden got the sauce,

some big talk coming from the tip top
When we shine gon' hate me like
I'm Chris Rock (What you on?)
Small world coming from a big block (It's a world)
racing, can't afford to make a pit stop (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
You know how we coming, (How we coming)
How we coming, (Yeah)
I got all this flavor on me (All flav')
From the one and (Yeah)
You know how we coming, (How we coming)
How we coming, (Yeah)
and we never shady (And we coolin')
Sippin'
Yeah, yeah, devil on the prowl so I stay in my (Yeah)
Back with the bounce, Young T from the cove (Yeah)
Ice in my veins I go Stallone (Ok)
You know how I'm coming, all with rose gold
I got all this on me dripping like the culinary (Yeah, yeah)
Mix it up, it sweet as cherry or blueberry (Yeah, yeah)
God blessed, I was headed for the or the penitentiary
Yeah, Vinatieri, uh
Kicked out all my now making history (Oh, oh)
God blessed boy eating now, rotisserie (Oh, oh)
Hit the gas, hit the
afford to stop, no crash course
It's big talk coming from the tip top (Big talk)
When we they gon' hate me like
I'm Rock (What you hatin' on?)
Small world coming a big block (It's a small world)
Speed racing, can't afford to a pit stop (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
You know how we coming, (How we coming)
How we coming, (Yeah)
I got all flavor on me (All this flav')
From the one and (Yeah)
You know how we coming, (How we coming)
How we coming, (Yeah)
and we never shady (And we coolin')
Sippin'
Uh, on my rooftop
I was ten I learned what a tomb was
I don't need any peace I need
R.I.P. to my cous', it was too
Yeah, I was twenty he took his final breath (Final breath)
All the pressure got me feeling I'm next (Like I'm next)
I've been stressed, but I'm blessed, (Nonetheless)
If I make it in my thirties flex
flight, ooh (Ooh)
Up Phew (Ooh)
God came (Ooh)
Blessed, achoo! (Ooh)
Yes, my (Ooh)
like glue (Ooh)
Ain't no way I could lose,
I got a sweet life for real, no and Cody
So we got God on my side, we Shaq and
And I still don't be sleepin', but I be
gon' dig what we doing 'cause they be nosy
Like the police,
gon' say the sky's the limit (No way)
Tryna be (Heaven-bound)
Had to go my ride Xzibit (My ride)
Look at my brand new (Crown)
Maybe them nights stop the shine
Bro, we make it safe and
So if you hear a little slang it's that
I'm in church at Balmain, please try to false claim
1KF and no shame, a gangland (We a gang)
Poppin' like champagne, tryin' to do the right thang
Phew, RG, and Ty man, yuh
You how we coming, homie
How we coming,
I got all this on me
From the one and
You how we coming, baby
How we coming,
Coolin' and we never
lemonade