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You no-business born-insecure junkyard motherf*cker

Got a bad lil mama and she always with the sh*ts
Put a hundred in my pocket then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch

Campfire I’m a hot motherf*cker
Please no pictures I’m a tired motherf*cker
Spidey senses tingle when it’s fake n*ggas
Dreads swinging like they did the Harlem shake n*gga that’s true
West Coast ’til I d-i-e
If you want respect look me in my e-y-e
I love my whips like a racist and travel lot of places
Free my n*gga Hef f*ck the police
Uh Oprah for President CLBN resident
Thizz face when I’m disgraced that’s the n*gga in me
Might catch me at a Whole Foods
And if you see that Red Mercedes then you know who

Got a bad lil mama and she always with the sh*ts
Put a hundred in my pocket then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch

Yeah yeah campfire I’m a scary lil n*gga
This run in my blood like Drew Barrymore n*gga
And my fit on ET yo sh*t on EBT versuri.us
So when you try to flex I’m like “What’s yo credit score n*gga?”
Yeah and that’s word to my granny
Since 14 knew the route like Randy
Everything dandy gray sweats with the pennies
Nausea heartburn side effects may vary
Yeah f*ck these n*ggas where the child lock?
So many hits I could have my own NOW! comp
Pen a triple album full of all my children
No difference from Kidz Bop book ‘em in the Hilton

Got a bad lil mama and she always with the sh*ts
Put a hundred in my pocket then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch
That’s my lil b*tch that’s- that’s my lil b*tch

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