You no-business, born-insecure, motherfucker
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Campfire, I'm a hot Please, no pictures, I'm a tired Spidey senses tingle when it's fake Dreads swinging like they did to all shake, nigga, that's true West 'til I d-i-e If you want respect, look me in my I love my whips like a and travel lot of places Free my nigga, Hef, the police Oprah for President, resident Dis face when I'm disgraced, the nigga in me Might catch me at a Foods And if you see red Mercedes, then you know who
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Yeah, yeah, campfire, I'm a scary lil There's red in my like Drew 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, the route like Randy Everything dandy, gray with the pennies (Nausea, heartburn) Side may vary Yeah, fuck these niggas, where the child So many hits, I could my own NOW! comp Pen a triple album full of all my No difference from Kidz Bop, book 'em in the
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