Scooby Snacks
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as fuck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as fuck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as fuck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as fuck
If bro didn't meet me he know he'd be broke as fuck
Iceway
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as fuck
If bro didn't meet me, he know he'd be broke as fuck
I pop a molly and turn up
I'm in the studio getting fucked up
Call my bitch to the studio to suck me up
I'm getting some head while I'm recording this song
I've been waiting for that lick for way too long, baby
These extendo clips, they way too long, baby
She pulled out the dick and said it's way too long, baby
And I'm way too high to be hitting the bong, baby
You don't wanna be around me when I'm in that mood
I'm not your buddy, not your bro, and I'm not that dude
Don't compare me to your ex, cause I'm not that dude
Not tryna be rude, but I'm just tryna fuck
If I let her hit the blunt, then she gonna fuck
And she gonna let me fuck her the rude way
It's Cameron motherfucking Seaton, don't give a fuck what they say
If you ain't fucking with Algo get the fuck out my way
And this beat cold as fuck, cause it was made by Iceway
I took too many drugs, I woke up on the highway
Why I only fuck with bitches that be looking the bi-way
I'ma hit it from the back and she gon' call me her padre
Cameron Seaton'll Do It
I'ma hit the dope, then I'm gonna crash out
I'ma fuck that bitch so good, she gon' pass out
Heard they were talking down, don't make me lash out
I'ma up my bag, then I'm gonna cash out
This bitch wanna milk me, but I'm not a cash cow
She said my notifications off, she wanna know what that's about
She said your location's off, she wanna know what that's about
Baby, you stressing too much, you know that's all in your head
So calm the fuck down and come give me some head
Last man talking down was filled up with the lead
I'll be talking my shit on my deathbed
I'll be talking my shit until I'm dead
Broke as you I'd rather be fucking dead
She wanna fuck, I told her get a fucking clue
I hit the dope and start talking like Scooby-Doo
The fiends in the trap looking like Raggy-Doo
And the trap car looks like the mystery machine
I got a bitch that looks like Daphne and a bitch that looks like Velma
And the drugs look like Scooby Snacks that I'm finna sell ya
Algo are you high right now?
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as fuck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as fuck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as fuck
If bro didn't meet me he know he'd be broke as fuck
Iceway
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as fuck
If bro didn't meet me, he know he'd be broke as fuck
I pop a molly and turn up
I'm in the studio getting fucked up
Call my bitch to the studio to suck me up
I'm getting some head while I'm recording this song
I've been waiting for that lick for way too long, baby
These extendo clips, they way too long, baby
She pulled out the dick and said it's way too long, baby
And I'm way too high to be hitting the bong, baby
You don't wanna be around me when I'm in that mood
I'm not your buddy, not your bro, and I'm not that dude
Don't compare me to your ex, cause I'm not that dude
Not tryna be rude, but I'm just tryna fuck
If I let her hit the blunt, then she gonna fuck
And she gonna let me fuck her the rude way
It's Cameron motherfucking Seaton, don't give a fuck what they say
If you ain't fucking with Algo get the fuck out my way
And this beat cold as fuck, cause it was made by Iceway
I took too many drugs, I woke up on the highway
Why I only fuck with bitches that be looking the bi-way
I'ma hit it from the back and she gon' call me her padre
Cameron Seaton'll Do It
I'ma hit the dope, then I'm gonna crash out
I'ma fuck that bitch so good, she gon' pass out
Heard they were talking down, don't make me lash out
I'ma up my bag, then I'm gonna cash out
This bitch wanna milk me, but I'm not a cash cow
She said my notifications off, she wanna know what that's about
She said your location's off, she wanna know what that's about
Baby, you stressing too much, you know that's all in your head
So calm the fuck down and come give me some head
Last man talking down was filled up with the lead
I'll be talking my shit on my deathbed
I'll be talking my shit until I'm dead
Broke as you I'd rather be fucking dead
She wanna fuck, I told her get a fucking clue
I hit the dope and start talking like Scooby-Doo
The fiends in the trap looking like Raggy-Doo
And the trap car looks like the mystery machine
I got a bitch that looks like Daphne and a bitch that looks like Velma
And the drugs look like Scooby Snacks that I'm finna sell ya
Algo are you high right now?
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Seaton
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Link
Altri album
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- DANCE JUNKIE DANCE pt. 1 (Hosted By Evil Empire & Shadow Wizard Money Gang)
- Haters Gon Hate TF Out This Song
- UNSTOPPABLE
- Smack a Bitch
- Gone rn
- U + Me pt. 1
- BADA BING! (Hosted By Shadow Wizard Money Gang)
- Pizza Hut Trap House
- Off The Acid (Hosted By Shadow Wizard Money Gang)
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