Don’t

[Intro]
Don't be on ho shit, don't be on broke shit
Don't be on lame shit, we don't be on the same shit
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Like for real, though (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Don't be on ho shit, don't be on broke shit
Don't be on lame shit, we don't be on the same shit
Don't, don't, don't (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Mar, they not fuckin' with you, all you gotta do is drop
These niggas be in the way, doin' anything for clout
We just got the drop on the house, like good lookin' out
Got a bitch that's always outside, main one in the house
I need to find some fuckin' shade 'cause I'm hot
You ain't dead or in jail, what you complainin' about?
Nigga tried to bang with me, we started bangin' it out
You ain't Camp, you ain't gang, then you can't come around
Like what you here for?

[Verse 2]
[?] I strike a triple, kettle 7 Mile
Smell like dope in this bitch in the spot, trappin' in and out
Text me you gon' die up in this bitch tryna get some clout
Grew up with them hustlers, OG stuffin' thousands in the couch
Makin' noise around this bitch, these hoes know what we about
Nigga, your daddy, he a rat, what you think? He made of mouse?
Neck lookin' like SoIcyBoyz, Gucci in his prime
Told the waitress fuck them bottles in this bitch, we pourin' lines

[Verse 3]
Yeah, bitch, it's the Camp, we treat this shit just like mob business
Trap slappin' like a Coney, got a line in it
All them niggas hang with rats, it got my mind spinnin'
This shit fresh from the 'bow, I think my lungs finished
Shit, I think it's tension, shit, my palms itchin'
My chopper solve all my problems, fuck I look like ventin'?
If it's a way to get some money, then I'm all in it
Watch me spin off in this Track, police think I'm ignant

[Verse 4]
I ain't steppin' in that bitch, I can't bring no blickie with me
Bro be trippin' in Trackhawks, do like one sixty in 'em
If I ever feel pressure, then that's another victim
Shots fired, man down, I'm tryna dodge the system
Boy, don't call my phone about no bitch, yeah, you know I hit her
Niggas askin' 'bout some blitz knowin' we done sent them
I don't even fuck with niggas, better have your pistol
When a nigga see me out, he gon' get his issue

[Verse 5]
Nah, when we see that nigga out, we gon' send a missile
We get on your ass, supposed to sayin' that you miss him
OCB, my circle small, it's more beneficial
Ain't no back and forth on Instagram, I leave that to my bitches

[Chorus]
Don't be on ho shit, don't be on broke shit
Don't be on lame shit, we don't be on the same shit
Don't, don't, don't, we don't
Like for real, though
Don't be on ho shit, don't be on broke shit
Don't be on lame shit, we don't be on the same shit
Don't (Don't, don't)

[Outro]
(A nigga could never be on our time of type, nigga)
(Niggas crazy)
(OCB, Camp Boys)
Ahh, let's go