Lyrics:
Got the gas
Where my slime
Only strike so I call them number 9
Number 10
Getting all them bands
Yeah we spend cos
We flip our dividends
Collect
I'm a take and break the mic
Yes that grip dun got me goin
Yung's steady flowin
And I'm steady what blowin
Gots to pass it that Po-yo
Cause that boy
I'm a take and break the mic
Yes that grip dun got me goin
Yung's steady flowin
And I'm steady what blowin
Gots to pass it that Po-yo
Cause that boy
I got money coming, I got hundreds on me
Keep them opps running, I just smoked an opp
You can keep it coming
I got bloodies with me, I got cousins
you out, yeah, yeah)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me (you could roll with me)
I'm only one call away (if you was my lady)
Yo, yo
Your number, won't store it
Call me, I ignore it (hello)
I might get a 'Rari, 200 I floor it (Rari)
I was broke yesterday (yeah)
I was rich by
Withcha number in my hand, wonderin should I even call her tonight
Anytime you like, baby you can call me
Need a thug up in yo' life, never find
(Yo, pass me that phone)
Hello? Yo, yo, can I speak to Cam?
Fuck is this be? State ya name
Yo, yo, hello yo, you don't know me
O nothing like
a beat
Sorry got my nut up on yo fitted sheet nigga
How you been this week?
Tell me while she finish me
I am never industry
Semen like I'm in this
you the reason they call me be V
Tilt yo head, arch yo back
Don't look like that I like to go deep
Tilt yo head, arch yo back
Imma show you
then you know we're not bullshittin'
Dope - like a pound or a key
So shut de fuck up and listen to me
I make these killings
I got money
trip, bro. I got you a date."
So he sent me this link to some girl I had never seen
He said to call and tell her "Walter said that you with me."
I
Yung's steady flowin
And I'm steady what blowin
Gots to pass it that Po-yo
Cause that boy gone wreck shop watch me do it
This ain't '94 hoe
(Big Moe)
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
in the heavy weights
I live by the street code you can never call me fake
To much money to fucking hate got a white boy name they call me Blake
Got
peeped, she came by to let me hammer her
She's looking right, damn, I should've hid the camera
She hit me off but, yo, it's my word
She got dropped by
that’s just my
Man we have some other business we do
I see him with Nas at
The MTV awards he calls me about
Two weeks later, "Yo Cam
I got to go in i got
'm feelin' myself
And with the number one single, I'm feelin' my wealth
Yeah, Now what you know about me
Call me Mr. '08, 'cause this year about me
I
I'm stackin' dollas
I got a lotta
Fendi and Prada
Mixin' designers
I call yo broad to give me brain like a scholar
These niggas actors
Give them
looked at me with her mouth wide
Like, I got fam' out there
I gave her the number now you got a fan out there
Man I really hope this girl
Call me
11 11 them numbers been popping up lately
It's demons around but Angels surrounding me daily
Sent me a sign you know that I got it my baby
11 11 them
the whole thing
Throw it back, on me, like ya owe me
I don't wanna reminisce on my old thing
Okay
I call you like yo bae
They gassed like propane
I make it
the incredible
D, Public Enemy number one
"Five-O" said, "Freeze!" and I got numb
Can I tell 'em that I really never had a gun?
But it's the wax that
Okay yo, I got Bricks in the building
Young kids out here, flip ya like Wilson
Pilgrim, there it is
The block is Tina Marie, I'm on my square biz
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