I Look Good On Camera
Damn do I look good on camera
Ain't nobody looking badder
I like this
Lemme get it tho lemme get it
Look, hold up
Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa
This much green, you need a tractor
I got it now
Let's go
Damn do I look good on camera
Ain't nobody looking badder
Where's my money? I need answers
(Yay yay yay!)
Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa
This much green, you need a tractor
I feel like Tony Montana
(Okay okay okay!)
I put that shit on my grandma
All my guns come with bananas
Bitch you better mind your manners
(Best watch your mouth! Watch out!)
I go nuts like cans of Planters
Keep it lit like I'm a camper
I'm the only one that matters
They like, "Who dat?"
Spendin' money, gettin' loot back
Pocket like people they be too fat
Stacked coupe capped with the roof back
Twenty-two shoes new and you shoot I'mma shoot back
Boom bap
South side Chicago, I'm that
Used to see the price tag, had to put it back
Einstein smart, but I don't like math
Now, I let the money counter do all that
Being broke, I don't miss that
But it made me who I am so I ain't mad
Too many clothes, 'bout to break my rack
Cash in the stash so I don't feel trapped
Cookin' up like I'm on Chopped
Ain't no movie I get props
How much did I work?
Shit... a lot, yeah
Fuck my opps
Fuck the cops
Any day now, Ima pop
Sauce and juice in extra stock
Yeah yeah
Damn do I look good on camera
Ain't nobody looking badder
Where's my money? I need answers
(Yay yay yay!)
Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa
This much green, you need a tractor
I feel like Tony Montana
(Okay okay okay!)
I put that shit on my grandma
All my guns come with bananas
Bitch you better mind your manners
(Best watch your mouth! Watch out!)
I go nuts like cans of Planters
Keep it lit like I'm a camper
I'm the only one that matters
I show up with the bag all oozin'
Flippin' stacks with a flapjack movement
No luck, no help, I'll do it
With more drive than a payback shooting
Okay, okay, okay, alright, I said
I'll let your ass spend the night
But yeah, better do what I like
And I, require you fuck me right
Got a warzone file
Please don't get me all riled
Gun give respect like, "Bow"
Shooters pre-dialed
Bitch you looking at me best smile
'Fore you get smacked in your mouth
Nick Cannon style, known to wile out
Ain't cleanin' clothes, then ya best not Shout
'Bout to get burned, best simmer that down
I'll beat your ass up right in front of your child
They don't do it like I do it, but who can?
Shoes flame (look at these!) kicks drippin', wet Lui Kang
Big body Benz takin' up two lane
Got big balls too, this is team bowling
Use to have to buy food with the loose change
Now I work too much to even go do thangs
Rob Level with the logo on the new chain
Your new favorite rapper got a new name
(Me, bitch!)
Damn do I look good on camera
Ain't nobody looking badder
Where's my money? I need answers
(Yay yay yay!)
Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa
This much green, you need a tractor
I feel like Tony Montana
(Okay okay okay!)
I put that shit on my grandma
All my guns come with bananas
Bitch you better mind your manners
(Best watch your mouth! Watch out!)
I go nuts like cans of Planters
Keep it lit like I'm a camper
I'm the only one that matters
Ain't nobody looking badder
I like this
Lemme get it tho lemme get it
Look, hold up
Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa
This much green, you need a tractor
I got it now
Let's go
Damn do I look good on camera
Ain't nobody looking badder
Where's my money? I need answers
(Yay yay yay!)
Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa
This much green, you need a tractor
I feel like Tony Montana
(Okay okay okay!)
I put that shit on my grandma
All my guns come with bananas
Bitch you better mind your manners
(Best watch your mouth! Watch out!)
I go nuts like cans of Planters
Keep it lit like I'm a camper
I'm the only one that matters
They like, "Who dat?"
Spendin' money, gettin' loot back
Pocket like people they be too fat
Stacked coupe capped with the roof back
Twenty-two shoes new and you shoot I'mma shoot back
Boom bap
South side Chicago, I'm that
Used to see the price tag, had to put it back
Einstein smart, but I don't like math
Now, I let the money counter do all that
Being broke, I don't miss that
But it made me who I am so I ain't mad
Too many clothes, 'bout to break my rack
Cash in the stash so I don't feel trapped
Cookin' up like I'm on Chopped
Ain't no movie I get props
How much did I work?
Shit... a lot, yeah
Fuck my opps
Fuck the cops
Any day now, Ima pop
Sauce and juice in extra stock
Yeah yeah
Damn do I look good on camera
Ain't nobody looking badder
Where's my money? I need answers
(Yay yay yay!)
Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa
This much green, you need a tractor
I feel like Tony Montana
(Okay okay okay!)
I put that shit on my grandma
All my guns come with bananas
Bitch you better mind your manners
(Best watch your mouth! Watch out!)
I go nuts like cans of Planters
Keep it lit like I'm a camper
I'm the only one that matters
I show up with the bag all oozin'
Flippin' stacks with a flapjack movement
No luck, no help, I'll do it
With more drive than a payback shooting
Okay, okay, okay, alright, I said
I'll let your ass spend the night
But yeah, better do what I like
And I, require you fuck me right
Got a warzone file
Please don't get me all riled
Gun give respect like, "Bow"
Shooters pre-dialed
Bitch you looking at me best smile
'Fore you get smacked in your mouth
Nick Cannon style, known to wile out
Ain't cleanin' clothes, then ya best not Shout
'Bout to get burned, best simmer that down
I'll beat your ass up right in front of your child
They don't do it like I do it, but who can?
Shoes flame (look at these!) kicks drippin', wet Lui Kang
Big body Benz takin' up two lane
Got big balls too, this is team bowling
Use to have to buy food with the loose change
Now I work too much to even go do thangs
Rob Level with the logo on the new chain
Your new favorite rapper got a new name
(Me, bitch!)
Damn do I look good on camera
Ain't nobody looking badder
Where's my money? I need answers
(Yay yay yay!)
Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa
This much green, you need a tractor
I feel like Tony Montana
(Okay okay okay!)
I put that shit on my grandma
All my guns come with bananas
Bitch you better mind your manners
(Best watch your mouth! Watch out!)
I go nuts like cans of Planters
Keep it lit like I'm a camper
I'm the only one that matters
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Writer(s): Robert Novak
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