On Camera
Bop Menaxe, Yfn Lucci
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(What's up JP) (Is that Dasda?) Yeah Like a nigga cookin' dope, you see my arm, you see that hammer I take all you pussy niggas that got me feelin' like Montana Help a nigga go viral, I'ma kill a opp on camera Put a big bag on ya, now you walkin' 'round like Santa, nigga Paper famous, breakin' news every channel, nigga Catch an opp, kill his ass on camera Who wanna play? Step on these roaches like Montana Up that glizzy then I flash on a nigga like a camera Nigga dyin' 'bout my gang, I put that on Jesus sandals Nigga beggin' for the smoke, I'ma take 'em out like cancer Swear they stiff until them shots go off, they turnin' into dancers They swear they stiff until them shots go off, they turnin' into sandals Make them boys run in yo' house and hold yo' mom for ransom Ayy, I got ninety-nine problems and I already know which one I'm gon' handle Look, hit him in the head I had to show him an example We got chicken, we got boba, we ain't givin' out no samples Down bad without his gang, that's a selfie let me snap him Catch him comin' out the studio late night, we finna wrap him If you with that dirty bitch you know we killin' the hoe Shoot a nigga like a video in front of the store Like a nigga cookin' dope, you see my arm, you see that hammer I take all you pussy niggas that got me feelin' like Montana Help a nigga go viral, I'ma kill a opp on camera Put a big bag on ya, now you walkin' 'round like Santa, nigga Paper famous, breakin' news every channel, nigga Catch an opp, kill his ass on camera Who wanna play? Step on these roaches like Montana Up that glizzy then I flash on a nigga like a camera Look, ayy, it don't take nothin' but some money to get gone 'em press the button It don't take nothin' but a hotbox and a fully loaded gun Nigga talkin' like you wanna bop, won't do no one on one Nigga playin', get shot in yo' shit, won't do no one on one Big ridin' that's the reason all these niggas dyin' We get active on sight, that's why these niggas still hidin' Reload I'm feelin' like Tony with that tommy gun Opp catcher, I'm the one these pussy niggas runnin' from I'm feelin' like John Wick, two Glocks I don't need sticks Playin get yo' wig split, we gon' handle business We gon use a choppa, cuttin' ties with all the witness If you make that court date, we gon' arrange your death date Like a nigga cookin' dope, you see my arm, you see that hammer I take all you pussy niggas that got me feelin' like Montana Help a nigga go viral, I'ma kill a opp on camera Put a big bag on ya, now you walkin' 'round like Santa, nigga Paper famous, breakin' news every channel, nigga Catch an opp, kill his ass on camera Who wanna play? Step on these roaches like Montana Up that glizzy then I flash on a nigga like a camera
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Written by: Joseph Anthony Provencio, Rayshawn L. Bennett, Sina Dadashi, Victor M. Meadows
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