Camos (September)

[Robb Bank$] Little bitch Fuck it is nigga OBP [Verse 1] I got bitches that I'm parking lot pimping and back yard wrestling That porn star stroke got them stage fright trembling Got my niggas at a wine sampling mixing grape drink Winding back them black and milds in the grapevine Lately my mind been on that cash Work that shaft, yeah that muscle spasm Bout to melt my slugs and flip that whole wall black Reservations in the tavern Bitch, I steal the work and I'm bagging it She love my dick so I'm flashing it She lick the crown that's pageant shit I'm higher than a bitch (I'm higher than a bitch) Jiggy with my sick chick screaming fuck my side chick Popped to many aspirins down in Aspen on my lap Me and my bride went and copped that gold plated casket So we can play twilight when the moon lit up Guess I'm prince charming since everything princess cut Nigga that was some [?] What it is what's up Got 2:30 on that blunt now cop that O and roll it up [Hook] Got a new bitch with a whip that got that diamond in the back [?] My niggas yelling where the camos Robb Bank$, Lansky; Basquiat and Warhol [Verse 2: Matt Meyer Lansky] I just snorted a stick and I ain't feeling shit (not at all) Your girl look like a re-re, my girl look like Ri-Ri All she do is touch me and my jeans look like a Tipi Pull out my pokedex and I be looking for that Eevee Trying to Blastoise like I got Ninetails She told me that you got that Peewee no Herman So she come and see me to get that wet no sherman She says that she don't fuck the white kids that dress urban But I flashed that Roley once and that pussy got murdered Hair slicked back like I think I'm Pat Riley When I pin her to the bed, boy no Norman Smiley Suck my cock at [?] by the way that ho fiending She call the kid for the Cudi but you know I ain't from Cleveland I be looking for that blond broad in that Northface jacket Custom camo [?] just came back from hunting some [?] [Hook] Two redbones kissing in the backseat