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 That's my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil bitch Put a red on her and some 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
Campfire, I'm a hot Please, no pictures, I'm a tired senses tingle when it's fake niggas Dreads swinging like they did to all them shake, nigga, true Coast 'til I d-i-e If you want respect, look me in my I love my whips like a racist and lot of places Free my nigga, Hef, the police for President, CLBN resident Dis when 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 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, my lil bitch Put a red on her and some 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, my lil bitch
Yeah, yeah, campfire, I'm a scary lil red in my blood like Drew Barrymore, nigga And my fit on ET, yo on EBT So you try to flex, I'm like, "What's yo credit score, nigga?" Yeah, and that's to my granny Since 14, knew the route Randy Everything dandy, gray with the pennies (Nausea, heartburn) Side may vary Yeah, fuck niggas, where the child lock? So many hits, I could my own NOW! comp Pen a album full of all my children No difference from Kidz Bop, 'em in the Hilton
Got a bad lil mama, and she always the shits Put a hundred in my pocket, then a 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 some gas for the Got a in my pocket and a couple on the tint That's my lil bitch, that's, that's my lil That's my lil bitch, that's, my lil bitch