What Would Campa Do

[Chorus]
Whoa, okay
Been out the way in the city, it's been a minute
Working on the album, now it's finished
Last time I saw her, she was messing with my boy
So the question is, the question is
What would Campa do? So he'd, so I did it
What would Campa do? So he'd, so I did it
What would Campa do? He'd definitely on his woe

[Verse 1]
Lookin' back into my old ways, ayy
Bunch of sedatives, hypnotics in my system, okay
Life is goin' just how I predicted, okay
Droppin' two Cialis in a liquid, okay
I ain't got a strap, I gotta risk it, okay
Baby girl, my boy needs a sister, okay
And my baby mama out the picture, okay
Think I'm 'Luminati 'cause I'm rich, well, okay

[Verse 2]
Diamonds in the sky
Put your face down, ass in the air
Two cups up, bussin' off pill
Keep shit trill, crack a new seal
New Rolls, bought it for the thrill
Too lazy to even change out the wheel
Yeah, thought thеy know my body, and they should
Thought they knew my body, and thеy should
Thought they knew my body, and they
Ayy, and they should

[Verse 3]
I'm geekin' off of my pride
Lost my Sprite deal 'cause Wayne kept pourin' fives
You know I'm beefin' with lamer guys
'Fore I catch up with them, then probably
Ayy, what, R.I.P. them fuck them (what)
What, really hate a chat nigga, yeah
Let's not even talk about them fuck niggas, fuck them
Hit my line talkin' 'bout what's up, well, what's up then?
Last time I saw you, you was talkin' about reduction
Lookin' at you now, I see you ain't get rid of (woo!)
Lookin' at you now, I see you ain't get rid of nothin'
Where you get that jeans from? Who sewed the buttons?
'Cause that shit still poppin' out the front and the back (uh)
That shit still poppin' out the, damn
That shit came poppin' out them jeans like a ghost
Girl, you gotta pop that on me like a Coke
Swear I wanna crack behind your back like a joke
Swear I wanna lift you up high like your hopes
Swear I wanna tear your box out like a coach
Get inside and bend a dick just like the pope
Girl, you got me beggin' for a ten like I'm broke
Girl, I want us hangin' like in the summer like a coat
Girl, I wanna slide in your box like a vote
Tryna have you comin' out your shell like the yolk
But I heard that you messing with a boy that I know
(Huh, fuck em, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Whoa, okay
Been out the way in the city, it's been a minute
Working on the album, now it's finished
Last time I saw her, she was messing with my boy
So the question is, the question is
What would Campa do? So he'd, so I did it
What would Campa do? So he'd, so I did it
What would Campa do? He'd definitely been on his woe

[Outro]
(Whoa)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Whoa)
(Nah, nah, nah, nah)
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)