lirik lagu trl & danny g beats - left on read
[intro]
ahh
know what the f~ck goin’ on, camp boys, n~gga
(ooh, sh~t, that’s a danny g beat)
ayy
(mcn music)
ayy, ayy, ayy
[verse 1]
b~tch say i be actin’ up, and you be actin’ out
sh~t be irritatin’ me, tryna blow my hot
b~tch, f~ck who you want, i can’t control your life
still cut into a b~tch, like that p~ssy mines
if you play with that bag, i’ll hunt you down
don’t give a f~ck how they feel for the hundredth time
n~ggas wanna come around ’cause it’s money ’round
i think she tryna settle down, i’m actin’ funny now
[verse 2]
she say the camp boys the hottest, n~ggas underground
i used to f~ck that b~tch and now she blow my brother down
i stand on business, lil’ n~gga, i don’t f~ck around
reach for this chain, we gon’ chase his ass with hundred rounds
i got my first twenty thou’, got to runnin’ wild
the prices up and down, it ain’t sh~t to make a thou’
let me get that one drop, bet we take him down
bro caught that one opp and he made me proud
[verse 3]
[?] hoppin’ out with switchie, man, i’m tryna face a n~gga
we pull up in fast whips, we pull up with bad b~tches
tell that b~tch f~ck, [?] ain’t get her ass did
all them hoes wanna be around the camp, they know that bag big
had to cut ties with some n~ggas ’cause they was snakin’
i be chillin’ in the latest, i’ve been grindin’, i’ma make it
n~ggas mad about hoes, she ain’t yours, i’ll take her
up the chop on them n~ggas if i feel i’m a danger
[verse 4]
that money green, i’m seein’ red like tahitian treat
b~tch asked where i’m at, where i need to be?
i can’t trust you, all that lovin’ sh~t stay with me
got to talkin’ nonsense, it got left on seen
she was talkin’ bullsh~t and got left on read
i done took too many losses, i can’t take no l’s
why the f~ck you mad at me? ’cause you hate yourself
lil’ fake tough n~ggas finna make they bed
[verse 5]
baby gave me head, i hit her with the third leg
why n~ggas actin’ like slappin’ on the first dead?
get the work, sell it to my b~tch work friends
oh, your l’s good, we can make somethin’ work then
he think he turnt, yeah
think his b~tch ain’t goin’, watch i show him, bet i hit him where i hurt, yeah
my hoes rock the latest gucci and hermes
dawg was a hitman, how the f~ck he turned fed?
[verse 6]
i’m finna slide in two minutes, bro, have your chop ready
i’m tryna hit these n~ggas’ block so we can send a message
knock some bricks off his crib like we playin’ tetris
hit him dead in his sh~t, that boy gon’ need a medic
camp boys, we number one and it ain’t no comin’ second
she like, “how you slide on my friend?” i won’t [?] together
show ’em sh~t they never seen, feelin’ that special
after i’m done, kick you out or you can hit my brother
[outro]
b~tch, camp boys, n~gga
[?] sh~t
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