One Touch
McCampbell
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Pour that drank up in my cup Grab these bitches, say wassup Getting higher, I’m leveled up Take another sip, roll another blunt Got a whole pound of this wholesale dank Stacks all on the floor, house like a bank Players be running the zone Players running the game Living the low life like we got no shame One touch turns to gold Sit back and watch it unfold Might be stable or lose control Cutting that Ye and inhale that dro Lord come in and try take my soul Think I’m having another episode Shit bottled up, think imma implode Past choices really carved this road Ayy Everything worked in my favor, somewhat Got the hunnids and the dimes, yea, so what? But just look at what I had to give up Honestly thinking that I just had enough Get a bit of clout See how you turn out One thing blows up, now you’re all burned out Looking for any possible way to get out This is what temptation is all about ‘Cause I’m the craziest motherfucker that I know Man you should already know Got a whole table of Mag 44’s And I got the rams busting through my door Wishing they were coming from SoFi Looking for McCampbell? He just died Yea, rule number one, just deny Cause I paid some fine dimes, just to pipe Ayy, sick motherfucker on his art like Dali Trynna live opulent and live out in Bali Taking lessons that my father taught me Hands all red and nobody has caught me Hey, but what can you do? A master at work and you don’t got a clue Getting real mad, real mean, Joe Greene Better shut yo mouth before I blow off yo spleen, Ayy, telling me Andy, you gotta breathe Telling me that it sounds like you’re going underneath I do whatever that I please I’m the top shooter of the league, Ayy Coming in with the heat I murder every single little beat In the belly of the beast Sucking on some fine dimes double d’s But she sucking on too many d’s for the streets Pour that drank up in my cup Grab these bitches, say wassup Getting higher, I’m leveled up Take another sip, roll another blunt Got a whole pound of this wholesale dank Stacks all on the floor, house like a bank Players be running the zone, players running the game Living the low life like we got no shame One touch turns to gold Sit back and watch it unfold Might be stable or lose control Cutting that Ye, inhaling that dro Lord come in and try take my soul Think I’m having another episode Shit bottled up, think imma implode Past choices really carved this road Hold up wait a minute, I really got it great I wake up everyday, looking to the bay I wake up, eat some Nutella berry crepes Got a view so bright, need a pair of sun shades Haters saying I’m a disgrace to the game? This is all I gotta say 1, 2 1, 2, 3, let's go! Ayy I am not a battle rapper Bitch I’m an official trapper I am hot shit, like I just came out the crapper Claws on me like a Toronto Raptor 100 thousand dollar mattress like a Toronto rapper Fucking these bitches that are ten times badder Making these other bitches ten times sadder Bout to make a move, I don’t really care who had her Hunnids and boss ass bitches is what I’m after Doing the most just to feed the fam Doing the most, I don’t give a damn Cause at the end of the day, y’all turn to fans Y’all switching it up like a god damn trans This is part of my infamous plan Got it on a document, and I even got it stamped But nowadays, nobody tries to understand That you gotta make some moves to even give a hand, Ayy That be the power of the money Nobody ain't gon’ f*ck with you if it’s funny Grey skies go away, the sky turns sunny Shaded with the ass of a Playboy Bunny All planned out, didn’t need no parlay Talking nonsense, get the f*ck outta my face Budda Budda Budda, what the f*ck did you say? Light yo ass up in the middle of broad day Pour that drank up in my cup Grab these bitches, say wassup Getting higher, I’m leveled up Take another sip, roll another blunt Got a whole pound of this wholesale dank Stacks all on the floor, house like a bank Players be running the zone, players running the game Living the low life like we got no shame One touch turns to gold Sit back and watch it unfold Might be stable or lose control Cutting that Ye, inhaling that dro Lord come in and try take my soul Think I’m having another episode Shit bottled up, think imma implode Past choices really carved this road
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