​campout

[Intro]
(Tokyo on the beat, bitch)
(Ayy, Percshawty, fuck)

[Verse 1]
Come in the house
I'm tryna see what you fuck-niggas 'bout
I got a lil' dirty ho, give me mouth
These niggas be bums on the muh'fuckin' couch
I call up the shooters from the muh'fuckin' south
Call up Smoke, Uno, the gang
Dead opps is up in my strain
I stick in my muh'fuckin' lane

[Chorus]
I'm failing my city, nigga, like I'm Bane
And I'm gon' air a nigga out
Ditch a nigga, yeah, I know your whereabouts
It ain't for the money, nigga, fuck the damn clout
Outside yo' crib, nigga, I'ma campout
Pull up to the front door, better branch out

[Verse 2]
I got the [young boy?] on go
These niggas can't fuck with this flow
Better catch up, you niggas real slow
Y'all doing the same shit, shit gettin' old
How you selling the bag and you sеlling your soul
Y'all niggas ain't shit, y'all niggas some trolls
Niggas is bums with no muh'fuckin' goal
I'm doing this shit with no choice
I'm fuckin' yo bitch and she fuck with my voicе
She toppin' me off in the muh'fuckin' Royce
I'm fuckin' her good and her pussy real moist
I'm beefing with men, I ain't beefing with boys
I play with them tools like it's muh'fuckin' toys
I stay with that pressure, I'm bringing that nose

[Chorus]
I'm failing my city, nigga, like I'm Bane
And I'm gon' air a nigga out
Ditch a nigga, yeah, I know your whereabouts
It ain't for the money, nigga, fuck the damn clout
Outside yo' crib, nigga, I'ma campout
Pull up to the front door, better branch out