daniel son & wino willy - camh lyrics
[intro]
f_ck they know about it?
north_side sh_t
[verse 1]
i seen a tear drop, sizzle dark ashes
guarnteed i’m racin’ from the 12 to the car crashes
i need my money upfront, plus all taxes
rum bar, bottom to the top with cheers and all glasses (salute)
yeah, more life, i been enjoying life more
look yourself in the mirror, what you gonna fight for?
blood stains make the contrast on the white floor
shows in italy, buyin’ out ducati bikes (zoom)
true as camh, the fiends leanin’ where the cops dwell
sound like wino made this sh_t out in roswell (wino!)
the shots soundin’ like a beatbox from rahzel (boop_boop_boop_boop_boop_boop)
ragtop like a blue crab with the soft sh_ll
grew up with the war_heads, don’t press a b_tton
bushman with the buck knife, he get it cuttin’
got the heart to shoot back, when i be better duckin’
five_o ask cousin, don’t tell ’em nothin’ (f_ck the police)
[chorus]
riding on that highway, h_ll is near (gettin’ close)
let them legends steer, make ’em all respect the tear
cheffin’ up (cheffin’), in the penthouse with the chemist gear
gotta keep your body temp’ low, ’cause they can smell the fear (get low!)
i’m riding on that highway, h_ll is near (gettin’ close)
let them legends steer, make ’em all respect the tear
cheffin’ up (cheffin’ up), in the penthouse with the chemist gear
gotta keep your body temp’ low, ’cause they can smell the fear (get low!)
[verse 2]
coastline, candy_painted coral on the cutlass
never underestimate the morals of a bucket
more th_rns on the rose, hit the flourist with the budget
i be out of town lookin’ like a tourist with the luggage (ot!)
what you know? don’t get it confused of what the facts are
sh_t, i whip the hoop like it’s a nascar
give ’em straight drop ’til the last bar (uah)
find me where the racks are
shorty got the sweats from the black tar (oh, lord!)
what son droppin’ better save the day
every three days i change my rate, bayou, eatin cajun steak (who’s that?)
for heaven’s sake with the saving grace
so hungry, ate my food, then i ate the plate (dine all of that)
there was no scr_ps left
zero trust, never tell ’em where the whole stash kept
you on live countin’ money, catchin’ broke_ass checks
’til we catch you can hold that stress
see you soon, boy (seen you soon, boy)
[chorus]
riding on that highway, h_ll is near (gettin’ close)
let them legends steer, make ’em all respect the tear
cheffin’ up (cheffin’), in the penthouse with the chemist gear
gotta keep your body temp’ low, ’cause they can smell the fear (get low!)
i’m riding on that highway, h_ll is near (gettin’ close)
let them legends steer, make ’em all respect the tear
cheffin’ up (cheffin’ up), in the penthouse with the chemist gear
gotta keep your body temp’ low, ’cause they can smell the fear (get low!)
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