Cam Fetti - 31 OCTOBER

(Get the coins!)
(Camaran, can you say hi?)
(Hello)

Yeah
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)

I'm hitting doja
Sipping out the double cup, it got me going slower (Slower)
Getting Jewish bread baby, everything is kosher (Good)
Off the lean, I can't act up, I gotta keep composure
Speeding in a Rover, head got me swerving over
See me in the party, better know I'm never sober (I'm never)
This a scary day, this ain't 31 October (Uh-huh)
Said she heard a growl, that ain't me, it's the motor
Gas in the air leave an odor (Yeah, woah)

I know I'ma make it
And these niggas they see, so they hate it (You know it)
Yeah, she got all that ass, she gon' shake it (She know it)
And you know me, I'm gon' patty cake it (You know it)
Money all on the floor, gotta rake it (Yeah)
Saying you knowing my play
Madden play action, I fake it (Uh-huh)
Having a really good day, nothing could break it
I don't know what's wrong with you
You're dumb, you're really crazy (Dumb)
Boy, I'm number one, something like Tracy McGrady (Uno)
Dirty dancin' off the dirty boy, I'm Patrick Swayze (Dirty dancin')
Getting to the cheddar, never ever seen me lazy, yeah

Runnin' up that bag, on go, on go (Woo)
I could never lag, oh no, oh no (Woo)
Baby, pack yo' bags, fasho, fasho (Woo)
Faded like the mag, on vro, on vro (Woo)
See me, how I'm steppin', that's drip fasho (Woo)
Gotta keep 'em guessing, on bro, on bro (Woo)
I ain't never sweating no ho, no ho (Woo)
I'm not Nike, who you checking, I don't know, I don't know (Know)

Running out of time had to stop and get it froze
If you wanna snap on me, I'ma make you pose
I ain't chasing nothing but my motherfucking goals
Yo' girl a ho and we all know, that's how it goes
I just been winning too much, I feel like a pro
You runnin' back to her, but you ain't even score
Touchdown every time I touch down
I can't pause, I do it for the cars and a bust down

I'm hitting doja
Sipping out the double cup, it got me going slower (Slower)
Getting Jewish bread baby, everything is kosher (Good)
Off the lean, I can't act up, I gotta keep composure
Speeding in a Rover, head got me swerving over
See me in the party, better know I'm never sober (I'm never)
This a scary day, this ain't 31 October (Uh-huh)
Said she heard a growl, that ain't me, it's the motor
Gas in the air leave an odor

Written by:
Camaran Parker, D'mante Sims

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