[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, Whoa
Straight up
Straight up, straight up
Straight up, straight up, aye (Yeah)
It's Campa

[Verse 1]
Let a n***a go inside
Gotta wear a seatbelt when you ride
I'm keeping my Jimmy on tied
I can count that shit with no eye
You killed my partner, we ride
Little n***a, we ain't letting shit slide
Y'all n***as ain't letting shit die
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, hit a n***a bitch outside
Then I pulled up the V-Live
And we had them sticks outside
Drinking on lean, I'm tired
Y'all n***as can't join my live
I ain't giving no fives
Y'all n***as fuck around and bе wired
(Yeah, yeah, yеah)
Drop-head Phantom on me
Whole lotta hunnids on me
Whole lotta rubber bands
N***a, fuck a rubber band
N***a, whole book bag me
Ten M's, yessirski
Whole lotta hoes, they ski
Cocaine white like teeth (Oh Whoa)
LA hoes on deck
Thirty rounds hanging out the TEC
Y'all n***as rookies, I'm a vet
Put a peephole through your neck
I just wanna talk about the check
Made a quarter ticket, bought a 'Vette
Campa still pop checks (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We was charging ten for 'em first
And I want ten for a verse
Fuck that, n***a want ten-times-ten for a verse
Ten-times-ten in your hearse
I don't go over there, I curse
I ain't tryna kiss that bitch, little bitch
I'ma put it on your chin when I burst
[Chorus]
Hit your main bitch, yessirski
Doing donuts in the 6, yessirski
You got engaged but she still wanna slurp-ski
She double-tap my pictures, she so flirty
Draco with the drum and it's dirty
Pineapple crush, it's so dirty (Yeah)
Come and get your bitch, she so thirsty
I'm finna pass her to the gang, yessirski

[Verse 2]
Yessirski
Fuck n***a came in his house
I ain't panic, no, I ain't hide
I ain't know the bitch was your bride
He tried to argue with me, then he got fired
I ain't wanna cap or lie
And me and her don't got ties
Watch how I walk, how I slide
Put your girlfriend on the block list
1600 Suicide Squad
These n***as tryna have beef with me
I don't even like shit that's fried
Broke n***a never paid five hunnid for some cod
Bitch, got my speakers up too loud, yeah
Two-door coupe, I'ma ride
Got your bitch riding shotgun
Give me head nods, yeah
I'm in the Stu' all day, yeah
I can go verse for a verse, yeah
I don't even pray 'cause I'm cursed, yeah
This for a Glock, not a purse, yeah
These n***as faking they life, yeah
These n***as taking fake Perc', no
I know they stomach all hurt
Dick too deep, her stomach hurt
Put that boy right on a shirt
[Chorus]
I hit your main bitch, yessirski
Doing donuts in the 6, yessirski (Yessirski)
You got engaged but she still wanna slurp-ski
She double-tap my pictures, she so flirty (So flirty)
Draco with the drum and it's dirty
Pineapple crush, it's so dirty
Come and get your bitch, she so thirsty
I'm finna pass her to the gang, yessirski

[Verse 3]
Yessirski
N***a, fuck the opps, I'm popping
Call them n***as flies, they dropping
Straight up out the 6, I'm cocky (Racks)
Block get hot like Takis
I'ma dope-boy, you a jockey
None of y'all n***as can stop me
Fucking with the Crips, I'm Godly
Bitch, don't spit, just swallow it
Hit your baby mama, she follow me
Hit him with the stick, he hollering

[Outro]
Yessirski (Campa, yeah)