Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Camp Lo
Camp Lo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
S. Wilds
S. Wilds
Songwriter
S. Wallace
S. Wallace
Songwriter

Lyrics

Suicide, it's a suicide
When they see the body glide into a body ride
(Four) sweet coffee like the coffee grinder
(But of course she would) to the helicopter
(Would a woodchucks star) I give reverse air babies
(Better make they shoulders freeze) let's belly spin to a backspin
And side spin (if I'm dead, freeze)
Pull up in a Lotus (air flare)
Shake out my wrist (air flare)
(Air flare one-point-five)
You can't afford, you ain't got two thousand
(Hydro make me UFO) the good Buddhas
You know you prone to head hot
(My gorillas gonna go to a coin drop)
(Illa) might see the gremlins spin
(All my Buddhas) plush maneuvers
(Air babies) having fun
(Gorillas spend scrilla) freeze to a Gatling gun
(All my Buddhas) plush maneuvers
(Air babies) having fun
(Gorillas spend scrilla) freeze to a Gatling gun
Ticktock, ticktock, my body is as hot, an electronic broken clock
I'm posing then I'm breaking, and I'm posing on the spot
Everybody crowded around and they watching while I pop
Windmills and backspins, it makes them go gremlin
Those sheep skins that we in, they know that they cannot win
Set, set it off from the left y'all, set if off from the right y'all
Set, set, set, set, set it off, Gatling guns go freeze when we let it off
Take your medallions and beats when we stepping off
Cold crush, gold dust, so long, you lost
Jack Frost on my neck, with the dookie roll
British walkers at the dance, symbols on my Gucci coat
(All my Buddhas) plush maneuvers
(Air babies) having fun
(Gorillas spend scrilla) freeze to a Gatling gun
(All my Buddhas) plush maneuvers
(Air babies) having fun
(Gorillas spend scrilla) freeze to a Gatling gun
Written by: S. Wallace, S. Wilds
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