(Cameron, you killed it)

(Oh, Lord)

(Oh-oh, oh-oh)

(Oh, Lord)

(Oh, Lord)

(Oh, Lord, oh, oh-oh)

(Oh, Lord)

It's like— And we smokin' these **** to the face (Oh, Lord)

(Oh-oh)

They told lies, so I don't trust 'em

Look in my eyes, and you'll see a monster

Know I'm gon' slide on your side, if all my guys, I'm droppin' a hundred (A hundred)

Ain't die, he got clapped, and was wrapped like a mummy

Kicked her in truck, book my strap for your money, uh

A-come for you soul, Monday through Sunday (Monday through Sunday)

All blacked the clothes, he won't see me comin' (Ah-ah)

Make sure that I'm creepin' low, he won't hear me comin' (He won't hear me comin')

And when he got caught with that ho, they dropped more than a hundred (They dropped more than a hundred)

Thought we told you 'bout that store? Creep around, it's a pick and roll

But the windows broke

So, the pussy **** not to come around here, sweepin' 'round my door

Remember I ain't have not shit on the block, now I got this bitch in a figure-four

Outside with my Glock out, remember cops out, I was just tryna wipe a nose (I was just tryna wipe a nose)

You say you be lit for me, but you just like them other hoes (Them other hoes)

Get on that promethazine, then I go to movin' slow (Then I go to movin' slow)

Remind me of Cupid, about me good to bully hoes (To bully ho, oh)

Thuggin' with my new bitch, I might not hit that on the road (Road)

I'm the type to go shootin' for the stars, see how far I go (How far I go)

They say they don't know who we are, we gon' let 'em know (Bleeda shit)

I promise I won't mistreat your body (Oh, no)

I'm fishin' for me one, feel like I need another body, Lord (Another body, Lord)

It's up for me to stay out the streets because they uppin' score (Because they uppin' score)

Skeleton diamonds on my wrist, 'bout this, a bloody war

Swear if they drop another diss, then we gon' take it far (We gon' take it far)

Let's go rock all he want, face down, since he think that he hard

It's gon' be a lot of bodies droppin', show 'em who in charge

I get on that Molly, look for sides in a stolen car

They told lies, so I don't trust 'em

Look in my eyes, and you'll see a monster

Know I'm gon' slide on your side, if all my guys, I'm droppin' a hundred

Ain't die, he got clapped, and was wrapped like a mummy

Kicked her in truck, book my strap for your money, uh

A-come for you soul, Monday through Sunday

All blacked the clothes, he won't see me comin'

A-come for you soul, Monday through Sunday

All blacked the clothes, he won't see me comin'

A-come for you soul, Monday through Sunday

All blacked the clothes, he won't see me comin'

(Cameron, you killed it)