You no-business, born-insecure, junkyard
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the 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, that's my lil Put a red dress on her and gas for the trip Got a hundred in my 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
Campfire, I'm a hot Please, no pictures, I'm a tired Spidey senses tingle when it's niggas Dreads like they did to all them shake, nigga, that's true Coast 'til I d-i-e If you want respect, look me in my I love my like a racist and travel lot of places Free my nigga, Hef, the police for President, CLBN resident Dis face when I'm disgraced, the nigga in me Might catch me at a Foods And if you see that red Mercedes, you know who
Got a bad lil mama, and she always the shits Put a in my pocket, then a hundred 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 gas for the trip Got a hundred in my pocket and a on the tint my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil bitch That's my lil bitch, that's, my lil bitch
Yeah, yeah, campfire, I'm a lil nigga red in my blood 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 14, knew the route like Randy Everything dandy, gray with the pennies (Nausea, heartburn) Side may vary Yeah, fuck niggas, where the child lock? So hits, I could have my own NOW! comp Pen a triple full of all my children No difference from Kidz Bop, book 'em in the
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the That's my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil 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 my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil bitch That's my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil