I ain't gon say too much
If he say it's smokes
We ain't gon squash shit
I don't drop shit unless it's flakes or a Deposit
Gotta stay on P
You know them oppas
They be watching
All my nigga with it
They'll spin yo f*cking block
Step 2
Step 3
Do my dance in this bitch
Nigga dissing on my gang
Leave em laying in this bitch
Fool keep eye balling my chains
Don't get me spraying
In this shit
We strapped up with a K
Like the klan
In this bitch
Yea we got the block hot
We need a fan in this bitch
I could do this shit alone
But my manz
In this bitch
Never round
Now you round
Get tthe f*ck up out this shit
For I wet your ass up
And put yo body in a ditch
Shoot a nigga in the leg
Yea I made the nigga ditty bop
Im not playing with no nigga
Give his ass 50 shots
And if he ain't got a got a pole
Tell em we could wreck
Ima beat fool ass
Knock em out
Put him to rest
If the bitch
Acting up
Ima put her ass in check
Like bitch shut the f*ck up
And drop that f*cking neck
1Wayy be the shits
Lil nigga we up next
If you dissing on my gang
Let a hollow eat ya chest
Huhh
Let a hollow eat yo chest
If you dissing on my gang
Let a hollow eat yo chest
Let a hollow eat yo chest
If you dissing on my gang
Let a hollow eat yo chest
1Wayy or no way
Pussy boy you better get back
Ain't shit sweet
I'll blow yo whole shit back
Nigga stay fresh
They be like
Where'd you get that
Take a nigga bitch
Have em asking
For his bitch back
I don't fear no nigga
I'll get a nigga gone
Big pole in the back
I'll crack a nigga bone
1WayySeph in this shit
I'll get a nigga gone
Put two holes in his chest
Now he ain't make it home
Mann All these niggas cat
They ain't on what we on
1Wayy be the shits lil nigga
We up next
Got yo bitch in the back
And that hoe giving neck
And she popping that pussy
Cause she think she getting check
Something wrong with that bitch
Cause she ain't getting shit
Nigga really in the field
Just like a f*cking ref
Niggas must be think
Thinking bout testing me
Ima blow his brains out
Call that shit a first degree
1wayyty - Camelot (Feat. Steph) Lyrics
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I ain't gon say too much
If he say it's smokes
We ain't gon squash shit
I don't drop shit unless it's flakes or a Deposit
Gotta stay on P
You know them oppas
They be watching
All my nigga with it
They'll spin yo f*cking block
Step 2
Step 3
Do my dance in this bitch
Nigga dissing on my gang
Leave em laying in this bitch
Fool keep eye balling my chains
Don't get me spraying
In this shit
We strapped up with a K
Like the klan
In this bitch
Yea we got the block hot
We need a fan in this bitch
I could do this shit alone
But my manz
In this bitch
Never round
Now you round
Get tthe f*ck up out this shit
For I wet your ass up
And put yo body in a ditch
Shoot a nigga in the leg
Yea I made the nigga ditty bop
Im not playing with no nigga
Give his ass 50 shots
And if he ain't got a got a pole
Tell em we could wreck
Ima beat fool ass
Knock em out
Put him to rest
If the bitch
Acting up
Ima put her ass in check
Like bitch shut the f*ck up
And drop that f*cking neck
1Wayy be the shits
Lil nigga we up next
If you dissing on my gang
Let a hollow eat ya chest
Huhh
Let a hollow eat yo chest
If you dissing on my gang
Let a hollow eat yo chest
Let a hollow eat yo chest
If you dissing on my gang
Let a hollow eat yo chest
1Wayy or no way
Pussy boy you better get back
Ain't shit sweet
I'll blow yo whole shit back
Nigga stay fresh
They be like
Where'd you get that
Take a nigga bitch
Have em asking
For his bitch back
I don't fear no nigga
I'll get a nigga gone
Big pole in the back
I'll crack a nigga bone
1WayySeph in this shit
I'll get a nigga gone
Put two holes in his chest
Now he ain't make it home
Mann All these niggas cat
They ain't on what we on
1Wayy be the shits lil nigga
We up next
Got yo bitch in the back
And that hoe giving neck
And she popping that pussy
Cause she think she getting check
Something wrong with that bitch
Cause she ain't getting shit
Nigga really in the field
Just like a f*cking ref
Niggas must be think
Thinking bout testing me
Ima blow his brains out
Call that shit a first degree
If he say it's smokes
We ain't gon squash shit
I don't drop shit unless it's flakes or a Deposit
Gotta stay on P
You know them oppas
They be watching
All my nigga with it
They'll spin yo f*cking block
Step 2
Step 3
Do my dance in this bitch
Nigga dissing on my gang
Leave em laying in this bitch
Fool keep eye balling my chains
Don't get me spraying
In this shit
We strapped up with a K
Like the klan
In this bitch
Yea we got the block hot
We need a fan in this bitch
I could do this shit alone
But my manz
In this bitch
Never round
Now you round
Get tthe f*ck up out this shit
For I wet your ass up
And put yo body in a ditch
Shoot a nigga in the leg
Yea I made the nigga ditty bop
Im not playing with no nigga
Give his ass 50 shots
And if he ain't got a got a pole
Tell em we could wreck
Ima beat fool ass
Knock em out
Put him to rest
If the bitch
Acting up
Ima put her ass in check
Like bitch shut the f*ck up
And drop that f*cking neck
1Wayy be the shits
Lil nigga we up next
If you dissing on my gang
Let a hollow eat ya chest
Huhh
Let a hollow eat yo chest
If you dissing on my gang
Let a hollow eat yo chest
Let a hollow eat yo chest
If you dissing on my gang
Let a hollow eat yo chest
1Wayy or no way
Pussy boy you better get back
Ain't shit sweet
I'll blow yo whole shit back
Nigga stay fresh
They be like
Where'd you get that
Take a nigga bitch
Have em asking
For his bitch back
I don't fear no nigga
I'll get a nigga gone
Big pole in the back
I'll crack a nigga bone
1WayySeph in this shit
I'll get a nigga gone
Put two holes in his chest
Now he ain't make it home
Mann All these niggas cat
They ain't on what we on
1Wayy be the shits lil nigga
We up next
Got yo bitch in the back
And that hoe giving neck
And she popping that pussy
Cause she think she getting check
Something wrong with that bitch
Cause she ain't getting shit
Nigga really in the field
Just like a f*cking ref
Niggas must be think
Thinking bout testing me
Ima blow his brains out
Call that shit a first degree
Writer: Tyquan Davis
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