Cameras feat. Allan Cubas

歌詞

Uh, I'ma go stupid on this Pi'erre beat I'm in Miami I'm in the water Bad bitch booty hangin' off of the Jet Ski I turned her Camry to a Ferrari Before I fucked her Bitch stop playin' with a rich nigga She say she ticklish She get her clit tickled Make her pussy lips giggle Figured this shit out at a young age Tell the opp I'm unfazed Put you on the front page I got niggas that'll take you out for 1K One thing for sure, two things for certainly You pussy niggas be irkin' me That's why I get higher than Mercury She only take her mask off when she slurpin' me Uh, yeah Don't jump in that water if you ain't with the swimmin' Don't open your mouth if you ain't at the dentist Don't shoot at the ground and complain about missin' I'm smokin' that loud, but the Draco be whisperin' I got a silencer on it You just hear pew pew pew pew pew Put a bug in your ear The size of a hornet Grind from the mornin', to the next mornin' Lay the money down, then have sex on it Yeah Fuck a broke nigga, flex on 'em Brand new cocaine, never stepped on Ball like Rogaine, nigga that's ballin' Bought her nice things, nigga I spoiled her Bust down white thing lookin' like Tartar All this rose on, lookin' like a Garden, nigga Yeah, Jordan nigga Keep that Tommy with me like I'm Martin, nigga I ain't spittin', I'm barfin' nigga I ain't litty, I'm Arson nigga Woah They want the lights and the cameras But they wasn't 'bout all the action (Woah) She love the lights and the cameras She wants it aggressive not passive (Woah) I flew her out from Atlanta Wildin' out, baby a savage (Woah) It's goin' down when them bands up She throw it back like a classic I can't get caught up in past shit Tum my regrets into ashes I put a AP in the casket They runnin' this shit No Patrick Look I ain't in need of no passes Chiefin' on gas We ain't the same No we ain't gon' match it Never been average Walk into Saks Fifth Uh, I'ma go stupid on this Pi'erre beat I'm in Miami I'm in the water Bad bitch booty hangin' off of the Jet Ski I turned her Camry to a Ferrari Before I fucked her Woah I turned her Camry to a Ferrari Before I fucked her Bitch stop playin' with a rich nigga Before I fucked her Bitch stop playin' with a rich nigga Woah They want the lights and the cameras But they wasn't 'bout all the action (Woah) She love the lights and the cameras She wants it aggressive not passive (Woah) I flew her out from Atlanta Wildin' out, baby a savage (Woah) It's goin' down when them bands up She throw it back like a classic I can't get caught up in past shit Tum my regrets into ashes I put a AP in the casket They runnin' this shit No Patrick Look I ain't in need of no passes Chiefin' on gas We ain't the same No we ain't gon' match it Never been average Walk into Saks Fifth I'ma go stupid on this Pi'erre beat (Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?)