ROADLIFE. ft. CAMO LE'FLARE Lyrics

Road life foreign spin a Benz and bleed it

Boat rock rowing water whip the Fiji

Dope spot going we talk in guapanese

Code lock whoadie oh they can't keep a secret

Ain't your boy get beat up

What you did about it

Catch me in your city feet up

Stacking paper proper

Baby skinny and petite

But still got plenty body

Ay ay ay girl watch your tone

I'm not just anybody

Love my engine AMG

I hit the scene it's growling

I could do about ten a week

Just clear that port in Dallas

I be fresh as fuck when I pop out

Don't hit me about no stylist

Young Picasso

Way I picture paint ain't just the palette

Call me hit man

We gon' claim it self defense your honor

Give em' sixteen

Let the beat bleed

Ain't my problem

We got big dreams

Check my whole team

We a problem

At just fifteen

What the lick read

Was out here robbing them

Lately I been sinning

I been like the city

Pat down when you enter

They like how you get your shit in

Make them watch me close

They wanna see how Camo living

Pull up for a visit cop a ticket like this Disney

On ice

I'm figure skating know this shit get pricey

It's life

Got these hoes like Camo can you pimp me

I might

My side bitch got that Monica Lewinsky

It's tight

That boy look presidential when his wrist freeze

Camo EA coming for the take down whoa

Niggas think I'm stepping on the brakes now

No

Told them for the record it ain't safe now

On Bro

My bad bitch look like J. Lo from face down

I'm sold

On my soul

Niggas think it's competition

Ain't no records sold

When we hit the game man fuck them seats

We on the floor

I got plenty problems

But this check gon' clear fasho

All this two-four karat gold

Call me EA the pharaoh

Road life foreign spin a Benz and bleed it

Boat rock rowing water whip the Fiji

Dope spot going we talk in guapanese

Code lock whoadie oh they can't keep a secret