[Part I]

[Intro: Bright Campa]
Campa, yeah

[Verse 1: Bright Campa]
Sun is down, freezing cold
That's how we already know, winter's here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know
He don't know nothing else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Going on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode

[Part II]

[Verse 2: Bright Campa]
Made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside
When they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys
That's Nike boys, hopping out coupes
This shit way too big
When we pull up
Give me the loot (Gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4 AM, and I'm back up popping with the crew
I just landed in
Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains
Think my jeweler really selling fruits
And they chokin', man
Know the crackers wish it was a noose
[Refrain: Bright Campa]
Someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Play-Play-Playing for keeps
Don't play us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Play-Play-Playing for keeps
Don't play us for weak!

[Verse 3: Bright Campa]
Yeah, this shit way too formal
Y'all know I don't follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I need the bootch
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her, “Hop in, you coming too”
In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke
(Don't stop, pop that pussy!)
Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof
She said, “Where you going?” I said, “The moon” (Uh)
We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
Who put this shit together? I'm the glue
[Refrain: Bright Campa]
Someone said
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
Someone said
Play-Playing for keeps
Someone said, someone said
Don't play us for weak!

[Part III]

[Intro: Bright Campa & Tay Keith]
Yeah! Ah! Ah! Yeah!
Campa, yeah, yeah
(Tay Keith, fuck these n***as up!)
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Bright Campa]
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school
I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah

[Verse 4: Bright Campa]
Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy
767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (Down the block)
Made a right (Yeah, right)
Cut the lights (Yeah, what?)
Paid the price (Yeah)
N***as think it's sweet (Nah, nah)
It's on sight (Yeah, what?)
Nothing nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice
Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah)
That's what I like (Yeah), that's what I like (Yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot
That shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch!)
See the shots that I took (Ayy)
Wet like I'm Book (Ayy), wet like I'm Lizzie
I be spinnin' Valley
Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?)
Like, where is he? (Yeah, what?)
Haven't seen him (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna clean him (Yeah)
[Chorus]
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school
I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah!)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo)
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (Like a light)
Like a light

[Verse 5: Bright Campa]
Ayy, passed the dawgs a celly
Sendin' texts, ain't sending kites, yeah
He said, “Keep that on lock”
I say, “You know this shit, it's stife,” yeah
It's absolute, I'm back, reboot
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt)
We back on the road
They jumping off, no parachute, yeah
Shorty in the back
She said she working on her glutes (Oh my God!)
Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
'Bout a check, yeah
Just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter
I'ma show her what it took (Yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes
Got these other bitches shook
Yeah

[Outro]
Yo, that shit crazy