Is She Gon' Pop

Yeah (x3) [Verse 1: Camzino] Team getting thinner, I’m just finna make some changes Use to hit us with the whips Now we working towards ranges A lot changes, negotiating on papers I’m young and getting it What can I say? This life is greatness Aye, is this too deep for an intro? Now them girls I once loved are deeply involved Woah, got them ex hoes sippin’ XO They just caught up in the past Fast-forward, I told them let go Maybe so, my nigga But she'll never forget Use to treat her like a queen to get that pussy wet While you were in and out Did your ting, and then you bounced She’s was feeling what’s if and started them getting doubts You started fucking about Now your reputation about These bitches don’t wanna know So they just don’t come around And that’s true, hol’ up Scratch that line, nah that’s you I’m spitting truth Your actions reflect on you Yours truly, that heartbreaking nigga Go figure, ex girls confess their love Saying ‘we coulda been better’ Coulda tried again But I’m neglecting all my past My gard, what does the future hold for my graph? I’m just a fly young nigga, still giving that long dick Prefer if you didn’t trip Baby girl, just come and take it Yeah Hook: House-party and I’m faded Verbally tight without braces Just a fly young nigga, still giving that long dick Prefer if you didn’t trip Baby girl, just come and take it [Verse 2: Camzino] Cocky huh? Nah that’s just my ego Niggas saying they killed the game But their bank balance on zero Fans looking for a hero I ain’t spiderman nigga Search my tracks upon the web I’m forever spinning these niggas Forever swerving these bitches My main chick so sensitive More times I’m seeing positive But thinking bout them negatives Ha, in this black and white world Getting brain off these black and white girls Uh We’re all worried bout the mix up If you sleeping on me cuzzy Muthafuckers better wake up Gorn get my cake up, till my weights is up But the jig is up; the wait is up These niggas had their fun but it’s time to stop kidding bruh Hol’ Up All black attire match my dark thoughts You know how the saying goes ‘Ima get mine, you gon get yours’ But sorry dargie, that’s my killer flow Got the track smoking like Mayfair I was told never play fair Low blows, hate in the air The jealously all around me Now the jokes on the joke men that clowned me Told you before, I’m the new king Oh where my crown b? Oh where my crown? Hook2: (JAYO) House Party and I'm faded Verbally tight with no braces Use to know from day 1 I was finna win