Lurkin

Cam
Man these niggas must forgot
That we'll turn up on they ass
12 blurp the car but we can't stop
Told Freddy hit the gas

Soon we get the drop this shit won't stop
We lurkin' on they ass
My lil youngan out his body
He feelin' like fuck a mask
Met a plug up in Cali,
tryna send it back to Bama
I'm a demon off these drugs,
pop a perky boost my stamina

Them lil boys don't wanna die,
niggas better watch they grammar
Before we fuck they baby mamas,
make em swallow dick on camera
Bitch I'm with the shit, before the clean guns we used to tote the dirty sticks
Sticks swingin' through Valleybrook,
Bounty huntin, sendin' blitz

I ain't trippin', got this choppa in the circle
With a bitch,
man, name a nigga that's gon' stop us
Spend a new deposit on the fit
Caught em lackin, with a bitch,
You a ho, you throwin' fits

Get in the way, you can get hit, they actin' like we can't come and get rid of him
He keep a choppa, bitch, I keep a twin of em
Bitch, I'm a grown man, bitch, you a lil boy
Bitch im the big ape, bitch, you the lil boy

All these cars in here got push start
, R.I.P. to take i took off
Bitch, we kickin' shit like football,
ELO swing' the K like Chris Paul
Reeso dump the Glock like Klay Thomp, Clutch the Glock, never fake punk
Get out the car, tryna face somethin', hittin' Licks, tryna take somethin

Bitch, I been real since day one,
Strapped up With all these drums
Just like a band,
And we don't even need a chorus
He tryna do everything I do,
Tryna live like me, can't even afford
Put up on Los to grab a dose, this shit right Here came straight from Georgia
Flooded Cubans on my neck,
Im Kodak boppin' down in Florida
Man these niggas must forgot
That we a turn-up on they ass
12 blurp the car, but we can't stop, told Freddy, hit the gas
Soon we get the drop, this shit won't stop, we Lurkin' on they ass

My lil' youngin' out his body,
He feelin' like, fuck a mask



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Writer(s): Camron Hinton
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