Camoflaw - NEED NO HELP (feat. Demari, Fn Dezzo & Caution)

I did it on my own I don’t need no help
And that’s Dior my cologne double G my belt
Lately, I been in my zone I been doing well
And now they want me cus I’m on, women come with wealth
I been tryna get my bag up
Pockets hella heavy, kinda hard to keep my pants up
And we don’t do the beef that’s why these niggas cannot stand us
Steady speaking on me so you gotta be a fan bruh
Get your bands up
Instead of hating focus on the money-making
I’m just tryna fuck girl I ain’t ask if you was taken
Pussy nigga something that I know I cant relate wit
I been toting sticks that’s known to leave the building vacant
I been getting cake I want bread I want cheese
Yo girl give me face, she got down on her knees
And my nigga be balling like we all in the league
These niggas photocopy I'm that guy they wanna be
I used to roll in Ford's now I roll in a Royce yuh
I used to talk all that shit, now they just spreading my voice, yuh
I got the choppa, get slipped and get mopped up
911, dial-up and get yo ass locked up
What's on my wallet? uh
That shit Balenciaga
Thinking camo making profit?
Yeah I am and that shit for my mama
Spending my money so quickly
Now I'm rapping and flexing like Gunna
Got a chain and that shit over sixty
I don't think I could flex any harder
I got Gio on the beat
Pulled up right beside the street
I got Gucci on my sheets
Lookin good when camo sleeps
Why she trynna be friends all because she cut me off
Big bag, on Rodeo, with the Phantom in the lot, yuh
Toting pistols in the streets nigga really with the action
I ain’t gotta shoot pistols, nigga, we can get it cracking
Niggas steady sneak dissing nigga imma catch you lacking
Give a fuck if that’s yo girl nigga imma start macking
Gave yo girl good dick man she really McLovin’ it
I bust a nut, she took my soul, she really fucking sucking it
Fucking a bitch fuck a hoe I ain’t cuffing shit
Niggas think they can catch me lacking but I’m steady ducking shit
Oooo, niggas step in with the Fazo's
I don't want head Lil bitch give me face hoe
Tryna talk about I’m a lawyer nigga, case closed
I keep an automatic, 10 shots to yo face bro
Damn
Niggas leave out, then he stepped in
So fresh, make yo bitch break her neck then
Ask her "Lil mama can u give me a second?"
I just want the face, eat the dick, no breakfast
Camo really poppin'
You cannot stop it
Bitches up for auction
Camo, DMO, Dezzo, Caution
Put on a seatbelt if u coming thru the drive-thru
Grabbing my paper out the bag like a hi chew
Feelin like a navy cause I'm wearing all this camo
Camo, DMO, Dezzo, Caution u cant handle
I'm in the wraith, we don't really fuck with range rovers
Chasin my money, Pacman, yeah it's game over
Didn't like the Facetime, had to come over
Feelin' like the winter, cause my money getting way colder
Shootin at the opps, yeah you know we had to lay lower
You was goin' yo way, had to fuck it up
I ain't Tay Kieth, still had to fuck it up
Comin with a big bag, getting my hundreds up
Fallin for my tricks, yeah that bitch really gullible
Look how my diamonds shine, shit is really colorful
Really really poppin', you the least common multiple
Yeah I got some flaws, but this money real adorable
Askin if I make bands, we don't play pretend
Yeah I'm rapping, yeah this shit too amazing man
Always speaking on me, so you know I had to take revenge
Couldn't see the picture so you know I had to paint it, man

Written by:
Demari Ross, Destin Evans, Phillip Kravtsov, Ty Bray

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