(Reuel, stop playin' with these ****) Yeah, ****, OCB shit, man

Camp boys, Camp guys, Camp shit

Y'all **** can't fuck with us, ****, y'all **** been ain't fuckin' around us in this bitch, ****

Just like I said, ****, we the only young **** walkin' around this bitch with thousands in jewelry

Bitches, money, ****, we havin' this shit, ****

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 bitch ain't even text me back, she like, "Boy, you fake"

Last **** reached for Day T piece, he caught one to the face

We ain't kill his ass the first time slidin', spin the other way

You see that button on the back of the Glock, that's a murder case

You gon' put these bitches off a Glock, fuckin' up the pape'

Ayy, when I get my first M, buy a hundred Dracs

**** scared to come outside, they know ain't nothin' safe

I told her play with that pussy 'cause I'm runnin' late

This **** 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

Throw that ass in my face, I can't stay focused

Don't even ask if I'm high, bitch, I stay rollin'

She got that mop-mop-mop, headache on her

He been home, then you just need space, don't you?

Your bitch wanna fuck later, ****, so what?

Watch the way I cut into her since she's so cut

If it ain't about no pape', I give no fucks

I put your bitch in my tea, now she my Tut

Bitch, I'm ridin' with a K, heard **** on my head

I ain't worried 'bout no opps, I'm tryna duck the feds

I ain't gon' say shit on no songs, you'll see how I play it

Got a **** bitch at the space, she tryna fuck the Camp

**** ever speak on my name, make sure that's a fact

I ain't ever duckin' wreck, we be slidin' in them 'Cats

**** say the wrong shit, we gon' hit him in his hat

All that dissin' on the 'Gram, ****, come direct

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 fuckin' 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

TRL shit

OCB shit

You don't know how to make a knot, ****?

Better punch a clock