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[intro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n_ggas) yeah, n_gga, ocb sh_t, man
camp boys, camp guys, camp sh_t
y’all n_ggas can’t f_ck with us, n_gga, y’all n_ggas been ain’t f_ckin’ around us in this b_tch, n_gga
just like i said, n_gga, we the only young n_ggas walkin’ around this b_tch with thousands in jewelry
b_tches, money, n_gga, we havin’ this sh_t, n_gga
motion

i just hit the mall, blew a dub, do somethin’ that you can’t
pull thirty thousand out my stash, i don’t need no bank
it’s seven hundred horses in this cat, better not try to race
this b_tch ain’t even text me back, she like, “boy, you fake”
last n_gga reached for day t piece, he caught one to the face
we ain’t k!ll his ass the first time slidin’, spin the other way
you see that b_tton on the back of the glock, that’s a murder case
you gon’ put these b_tches off a glock, f_ckin’ up the pape’

[verse 2]
ayy, when i get my first m, buy a hundred dracs
n_ggas scared to come outside, they know ain’t nothin’ safe
i told her play with that p_ssy ’cause i’m runnin’ late
this n_gga stupid, i start shootin’, he tried to run away
chains on me, so she wanna put her brains on me
if it’s real, get me tatted, put my name on you
turned the crib into truth, i’ll rain on you
whole gang ridin’ srt, fast things only
[verse 3]
throw that ass in my face, i can’t stay focused
don’t even ask if i’m high, b_tch, i stay rollin’
she got that mop_mop_mop, headache on her
he been home, then you just need sp_ce, don’t you?
your b_tch wanna f_ck later, n_gga, so what?
watch the way i cut into her since she’s so cut
if it ain’t about no pape’, i give no f_cks
i put your b_tch in my tea, now she my tut

[verse 4]
b_tch, i’m ridin’ with a k, heard n_ggas on my head
i ain’t worried ’bout no opps, i’m tryna duck the feds
i ain’t gon’ say sh_t on no songs, you’ll see how i play it
got a n_gga b_tch at the sp_ce, she tryna f_ck the camp
n_gga ever speak on my name, make sure that’s a fact
i ain’t ever duckin’ wreck, we be slidin’ in them ‘cats
n_gga say the wrong sh_t, we gon’ hit him in his hat
all that dissin’ on the ‘gram, n_gga, come direct

[verse 5]
you claim every set (lame), never had a check (never)
tried to take somethin’ from me, watch it go left
this a bust ap, rock it on the left
think you f_ckin’ with the camp, must be smokin’ meth
he think his head hot (what?), get his head popped (it’s over)
so many pills in the plastic, bag in a knot (you see it)
got your ho in this track takin’ off her top (come here)
you don’t know how to get a bag, better punch a clock
[outro]
trl sh_t
ocb sh_t
you don’t know how to make a knot, n_gga?
better punch a clock

- trl

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