Campfire Lyrics – Amine
Singer: Amine
Title: Campfire
You no business, born-insecure, junkyard m#th*rf#ck*r
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the sh#ts
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
Campfire, I’m a hot m#th*rf#ck*r
Please, no pictures, I’m a tired m#th*rf#ck*r
Spidey senses tingle when it’s fake n#gg#s
Dreads swinging like they did to all them shake, n#gg#, that’s true
West Coast ’til I d I e
If you want respect, look me in my eye
I love my whips like a racist and travel lot of places
Free my n#gg#, Hef, f#ck the police
Oprah for President, CLBN resident
Dis face when I’m disgraced, that’s the n#gg# in me
Might catch me at a Whole Foods
And if you see that red Mercedes, then you know who
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the sh#ts
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
Yeah, yeah, campfire, I’m a scary lil n#gg#
There’s red in my blood like Drew Barrymore, n#gg#
And my fit on ET, yo sh#t on EBT
So when you try to flex, I’m like, “What’s yo credit score, n#gg#?”
Yeah, and that’s word to my granny
Since 14, knew the route like Randy
Everything dandy, gray sweats with the pennies
(Nausea, heartburn) Side effects may vary
Yeah, f#ck these n#gg#s, where the child lock?
So many hits, I could have my own NOW! comp
Pen a triple album full of all my children
No difference from Kidz Bop, book ’em in the Hilton
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the sh#ts
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
That’s my lil b#tch, that’s, that’s my lil b#tch
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