CAM GIRL$
Like damn
Pull up with bitches up on cam
Pull the trigger till it's empty
Once i hit i go again
Like damn
Goth bitch, fucking on cam
She be counting her money
Lola bunny, fake tan
Like damn
Fifty new bitties up in the van
Aye
You talk shit
Ten clicks, one clip
Like damn
Baby be fucking like she a fan
Aye pull up to the party
Put a hole into that motherfucker
Like damn
Pull up with bitches up on cam
Pull the trigger till it's empty
Once i hit i go again
Like damn
Goth bitch, fucking on cam
She be counting her money
Lola bunny, with fake tan
Like damn
Fifty new bitties up in the van
Aye
You talk shit
Ten clicks, one clip
Like damn
Baby be fucking like she a fan
Aye pull up to the party
Put a hole into that motherfucker
I don't really need a gun
I need some ketamine
Mix it up with ice in the Hennessey
Fuck around at the spot
Left the party with a thot
Why the fuck you laughing bitch?
You ain't a friend to me
Drinking all this liquid
Mix it up till i pass out
Drive fast, 100 racks
Till the gas out
And now they wanna be friends cause i'm up now
Look at her the way she throwing it back
Got me like wow
Run up
What up?
Sad bitch cut up
Laughing when i'm clapping from the back
Girl shut up
Imma gunna
Pretty boy stunna'
Pull up with a blade to your face
You a motherfucker
Run up
What up?
Sad bitch cut up
Laughing when i'm clapping from the back
Girl shut up
Imma gunna
Pretty boy stunna'
Pull up with a blade to your face
You a motherfucker
Damn
Pull up with bitches up on cam
Pull the trigger till it's empty
Once i hit i go again
Like damn
Goth bitch, fucking on cam
She be counting her money
Lola bunny, fake tan
Like damn
Fifty new bitties up in the van
Aye
You talk shit
Ten clicks, one clip
Like damn
Baby be fucking like she a fan
Aye pull up to the party
Put a hole into that motherfucker
Like damn
Pull up with bitches up on cam
Pull the trigger till it's empty
Once i hit i go again
Like damn
Goth bitch, fucking on cam
She be counting her money
Lola bunny, fake tan
Like damn
Fifty new bitties up in the van
Aye
You talk shit
Ten clicks, one clip
Like damn
Baby be fucking like she a fan
Aye pull up to the party
Put a hole into that motherfucker
Pull up with bitches up on cam
Pull the trigger till it's empty
Once i hit i go again
Like damn
Goth bitch, fucking on cam
She be counting her money
Lola bunny, fake tan
Like damn
Fifty new bitties up in the van
Aye
You talk shit
Ten clicks, one clip
Like damn
Baby be fucking like she a fan
Aye pull up to the party
Put a hole into that motherfucker
Like damn
Pull up with bitches up on cam
Pull the trigger till it's empty
Once i hit i go again
Like damn
Goth bitch, fucking on cam
She be counting her money
Lola bunny, with fake tan
Like damn
Fifty new bitties up in the van
Aye
You talk shit
Ten clicks, one clip
Like damn
Baby be fucking like she a fan
Aye pull up to the party
Put a hole into that motherfucker
I don't really need a gun
I need some ketamine
Mix it up with ice in the Hennessey
Fuck around at the spot
Left the party with a thot
Why the fuck you laughing bitch?
You ain't a friend to me
Drinking all this liquid
Mix it up till i pass out
Drive fast, 100 racks
Till the gas out
And now they wanna be friends cause i'm up now
Look at her the way she throwing it back
Got me like wow
Run up
What up?
Sad bitch cut up
Laughing when i'm clapping from the back
Girl shut up
Imma gunna
Pretty boy stunna'
Pull up with a blade to your face
You a motherfucker
Run up
What up?
Sad bitch cut up
Laughing when i'm clapping from the back
Girl shut up
Imma gunna
Pretty boy stunna'
Pull up with a blade to your face
You a motherfucker
Damn
Pull up with bitches up on cam
Pull the trigger till it's empty
Once i hit i go again
Like damn
Goth bitch, fucking on cam
She be counting her money
Lola bunny, fake tan
Like damn
Fifty new bitties up in the van
Aye
You talk shit
Ten clicks, one clip
Like damn
Baby be fucking like she a fan
Aye pull up to the party
Put a hole into that motherfucker
Like damn
Pull up with bitches up on cam
Pull the trigger till it's empty
Once i hit i go again
Like damn
Goth bitch, fucking on cam
She be counting her money
Lola bunny, fake tan
Like damn
Fifty new bitties up in the van
Aye
You talk shit
Ten clicks, one clip
Like damn
Baby be fucking like she a fan
Aye pull up to the party
Put a hole into that motherfucker
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