You no-business, born-insecure, motherfucker
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Campfire, I'm a hot Please, no pictures, I'm a tired senses tingle when it's fake niggas Dreads swinging like did to all them shake, nigga, that's true West Coast I d-i-e If you respect, look me in my e-y-e I love my whips a racist and travel lot of places Free my nigga, Hef, the police Oprah for President, resident Dis face I'm disgraced, that's the nigga in me Might me at a Whole Foods And if you see that red Mercedes, then you who
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Yeah, yeah, campfire, I'm a lil nigga There's red in my blood like Barrymore, nigga And my fit on ET, yo on EBT So when you try to flex, I'm like, "What's yo score, nigga?" Yeah, and word to my granny Since 14, knew the route Randy Everything dandy, gray with the pennies (Nausea, heartburn) effects may vary Yeah, these niggas, where the child lock? So hits, I could have my own NOW! comp Pen a triple album of all my children No difference from Kidz Bop, 'em in the Hilton
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