On Camera
I'm a real lyricist
All of my niggas philosophers
Niggas like bitches
Internet beefing I send you the addy, leave it to the birds
Leave it to the birds
They be talking all that shit but I don't really care
Every time I pop out, niggas looking at me yea they stare
I'm a real lyricist
All of my niggas philosophers
Niggas like bitches
Internet beefing I send you the addy, leave it to the birds
Leave it to the birds
They be talking all that shit but I don't really care
Every time I pop out, niggas looking at me yea they stare
Running to get all the baggage
All the bad days, turned to a savage
Snakes be revolving
Fuck with me, imma fuck around grab the magnum
I'm better then average
Collecting money nigga that's my passion
Super fly like I'm Aladdin
I'm used to these beats, I think I need a challenge
Zooming off I ain't doing no traffic
Yea I'm with my shorty she a bad bitch
Always rolling up, gotta stay with gas
I'm on the E way and I'm going fast
100 on the dash, sonic hedgehog
Road running fast
Nigga I'm dodging cops, middle finger to the opps
Nigga we gon beat the odds
We gon beat the odds, we not gon be last (No)
She just popping pills, looking for some cash
I know she the type of girl to get after her bag (Bag)
I know she's the type to get exactly what she asks (Woah)
She ain't gon take no for an answer
She be getting that cash, and shaking that ass
Yes she a dancer
Don't play with her emotions, she love hard
Yes she a cancer
She said she like it rough, then she might get freaky on camera (Yea)
She ain't gon take no for an answer
She be getting that cash, and shaking that ass
Yes she a dancer
Don't play with her emotions, she love hard
Yes she a cancer
She said she like it rough, then she might get freaky on camera
Hate to tell ya this is what we do
KayJay, LuckyLu we back with the crew
Got TKO in the mix yeah we sick like we got the flu (Uh)
Nigga I'm dedicated, black and educated
Meditated back to my roots
Dripping 16 flavors of marinara, put me in the scriptures like my name was Zeus
All that I want is to be with you
All eyes on me when I walk in the room
Fourth of July, get a house in Dubai
If my family bang my line then man I'm outside
Baby are you by my side
I got my front, I got your back, I don't know who really got my back
Love you to the moon and back
Baby I got your back, you ain't got my back I had enough of that
Wanna kick it with me but show no love I had enough of that
You on my phone talking crazy, I love you but I had enough of that
Came in this shit, cameras on us
Breaking it down like I am in Austin
Texas, where I'm tryna be when it get cold in Dakotas
Overdosage, what I lay down make all of y'all wanna get a little closer
So and so how I go about the things that I wrote
Me and Lu we takin over
She ain't gon take no for an answer
She be getting that cash, and shaking that ass
Yes she a dancer
Don't play with her emotions, she love hard
Yes she a cancer
She said she like it rough, then she might get freaky on camera (Yea)
She ain't gon take no for an answer
She be getting that cash, and shaking that ass
Yes she a dancer
Don't play with her emotions, she love hard
Yes she a cancer
She said she like it rough, then she might get freaky on camera
All of my niggas philosophers
Niggas like bitches
Internet beefing I send you the addy, leave it to the birds
Leave it to the birds
They be talking all that shit but I don't really care
Every time I pop out, niggas looking at me yea they stare
I'm a real lyricist
All of my niggas philosophers
Niggas like bitches
Internet beefing I send you the addy, leave it to the birds
Leave it to the birds
They be talking all that shit but I don't really care
Every time I pop out, niggas looking at me yea they stare
Running to get all the baggage
All the bad days, turned to a savage
Snakes be revolving
Fuck with me, imma fuck around grab the magnum
I'm better then average
Collecting money nigga that's my passion
Super fly like I'm Aladdin
I'm used to these beats, I think I need a challenge
Zooming off I ain't doing no traffic
Yea I'm with my shorty she a bad bitch
Always rolling up, gotta stay with gas
I'm on the E way and I'm going fast
100 on the dash, sonic hedgehog
Road running fast
Nigga I'm dodging cops, middle finger to the opps
Nigga we gon beat the odds
We gon beat the odds, we not gon be last (No)
She just popping pills, looking for some cash
I know she the type of girl to get after her bag (Bag)
I know she's the type to get exactly what she asks (Woah)
She ain't gon take no for an answer
She be getting that cash, and shaking that ass
Yes she a dancer
Don't play with her emotions, she love hard
Yes she a cancer
She said she like it rough, then she might get freaky on camera (Yea)
She ain't gon take no for an answer
She be getting that cash, and shaking that ass
Yes she a dancer
Don't play with her emotions, she love hard
Yes she a cancer
She said she like it rough, then she might get freaky on camera
Hate to tell ya this is what we do
KayJay, LuckyLu we back with the crew
Got TKO in the mix yeah we sick like we got the flu (Uh)
Nigga I'm dedicated, black and educated
Meditated back to my roots
Dripping 16 flavors of marinara, put me in the scriptures like my name was Zeus
All that I want is to be with you
All eyes on me when I walk in the room
Fourth of July, get a house in Dubai
If my family bang my line then man I'm outside
Baby are you by my side
I got my front, I got your back, I don't know who really got my back
Love you to the moon and back
Baby I got your back, you ain't got my back I had enough of that
Wanna kick it with me but show no love I had enough of that
You on my phone talking crazy, I love you but I had enough of that
Came in this shit, cameras on us
Breaking it down like I am in Austin
Texas, where I'm tryna be when it get cold in Dakotas
Overdosage, what I lay down make all of y'all wanna get a little closer
So and so how I go about the things that I wrote
Me and Lu we takin over
She ain't gon take no for an answer
She be getting that cash, and shaking that ass
Yes she a dancer
Don't play with her emotions, she love hard
Yes she a cancer
She said she like it rough, then she might get freaky on camera (Yea)
She ain't gon take no for an answer
She be getting that cash, and shaking that ass
Yes she a dancer
Don't play with her emotions, she love hard
Yes she a cancer
She said she like it rough, then she might get freaky on camera
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Johnson, Silvano Mereu, Lumin Johnson, Tyreake Hariri
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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