Heavy Camp
Yeah, b**h b**h b**h
s** my dick dick dick
I can’t wait till i beat these muhf**in cases
Ima smack the sh** out of all you busta a** n***as on my mama, b**h
Gang Gang
I been tussin and clutchin and bustin at everybody
When my lil b**h stop fussin ill buy her some red bottoms
I been keeping my circle tight can’t f** with everybody
Screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them feds got em
In the trenches with demons surrounded by dead bodies
I might cut off your finger right after i head shot ya
I can’t trust none of these b**hes these b**hes for everybody
You can’t short me my n***a you know i want every dollar
Boy you trespa**ing on my block
Ain’t no trespa**ing on my block
Boy you better check in or get shot
I got like nine bodies on my Glock
I got about five bodies in my drop
Oh, can’t stop and won’t stop
No, f** your b**h out her socks
Oh, don’t get mad that’s what thots do
He might lose it bout that b**h, he might shoot some bout that b**h
I might cut that b**h off, she might do some bout that dick
I can’t take that b**h on no date, I can’t f** with b**hes they fake
I can’t f** with n***as they hate, If you f** with me you not safe
Tryna take care of my family but I can’t take care of everybody
You might not understand me so f** what they said bout me
I’m like f** what they said bout me, free my dawg the fed got him
If them pussies they ever k** me I hope they lay dead by me
I been tussin and clutchin and bustin at everybody
When my lil b**h stop fussin ill buy her some red bottoms
I been keeping my circle tight can’t f** with everybody
Screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them feds got em
In the trenches with demons surrounded by dead bodies
I might cut off your finger right after i head shot ya
I can’t trust none of these b**hes these b**hes for everybody
You can’t short me my n***a you know i want every dollar
If you mention south Memphis just know I’m the f**in king
If you hit one of my b**hes just know they not on my team
I gotta take care of my grandma she know I be serving feinds
If I come in with my 40 you know it come with a beam
Security just searched me but I still got my strap in
I ain’t give no n***a permission to hit my city you gotta tap in
Heavy camp whole waiting in the city yall little bitty n***as better get a sack in
I could’ve got you whacked back then
I been running around chasing back ends
Grandma was my momma and my momma was daddy
You know I come from nothing that’s the reason I’m flashy
My cousin told me if them pussies play let them have it
I come from the projects where they dusty and ashy
I been tussin and clutchin and bustin at everybody
When my lil b**h stop fussin ill buy her some red bottoms
I been keeping my circle tight can’t f** with everybody
Screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them feds got em
In the trenches with demons surrounded by dead bodies
I might cut off your finger right after i head shot ya
I can’t trust none of these b**hes these b**hes for everybody
You can’t short me my n***a you know I want every dollar