Campbell ft. JP Lyrics

I think we should throw a party tonight

Like... I'm not gonna lie

Y'all want a shot? Like, y'all want a shot?

Like, y'all know I got the liquor bussin'

Matter fact.. JP

I think you should roll up

You know you should roll up right now, like

Get that blunt goin', get that blunt goin', get that blunt goin'

Brodie tryna roll another blunt, I'm fried

Said he was gon' pull up on some shit, he lied

Should've never gave up on his word, he died

She worked hard to find the good in me, she tried

Damn, she be wildin'

Never saying nothin' bad when we slip and sliding

When we fuck don't stay positions we be freestyling

When there's issues only one way to go about it

Settle it with violence

If I want it I'll go get it, can't be scared to dive in

If it don't result with money, push it to side then

If they ain't show that they loyal, won't see me beside them

You think you could take it from us

Nigga come and try then

And we riding

Sweating in the hotbox sliding

All we see is red in the climate

I been knew the truth stop lying

Fuck that, I been knew the pricing

Been riding dirty with no license

I'ma beat it up, Mike Tyson

I'ma pull up on her she enticing

I can't do the wifin'

Peanut butter seats on some Flyy shit

I stay in the clouds on some height shit, slight shit, hype shit

Is what we on, if we catch them niggas lackin'

Lacking normal resources to get the paper stackin'

Laying up with shorty, she rubbin' on what I'm packin'

I ain't really too big on clubbin', it's like I'm actin'

When we in a drought, bitch I'm starvin' it's like I'm fastin'

Soon as I re-up, bitch I'm hittin' it I'm attackin'

Had to make a wave, now my niggas the main attraction

You can't ride our wave without being a steady captain

No I'm not a thug, but that don't mean I'm not about

They doubted

Bitches used to dub me, now it's crowded

You think you got me good, but I allowed it

I prolly did mean that, if you think that's how it sounded

I'm clouded

Clouded of the, I keep passin' and puffin'

Got her feenin' to come, I ain't even offer her nun

Givin' so much knowledge, I think she a scholar or sum

See her on the daily, shit that's how often I'm cummin'

Once upon a time, I was broken, no notice

Fuck how I was coping, let's focus, I've awoken

If it's 'bout emotion, ion post it

I'm ghostin

Four hits, cheesecaked, lightweight

I was ghostin'

Focused on the benjamins, know we do this with devotion

I ain't talking gentleman, many doors being opened

They know where the vibes, 508, we hostin'

She like, "who is it for, that you postin?"

Ion know

Slidin through the city with a couple hoes

And we chasin' bills we eatin' buffalo

They saying that they love me

I suppose

I'll be the bigger man, but it's still fuck you tho

Fuck you hoe

Tryna keep it low we got a couple O's

Niggas be some bitches tryna front for hoes

Living in this shit you tryna strike a pose

We be in the clouds like where the lighter go?

Tryna put us out you need a fire hose

Pull up to the sto' like I need 5 of those

And we trackin' every payment, better wire those

Come in with that energy just like a dynamo

Gotta lock both doors, bitch it's time to go

Lil Smrtgi, that was some time ago

I ain't post progress, I just muscled up

I was, down below, I got my hustle up

Tryna elevate my circle bring my huddle up

Bet on self the opposite of I'm gon' double up

Smile

When I feel my tension bubble up

I'll

Keep on going gotta buckle up

Be myself, no lies no cover ups

Honestly I'm tired of hoes I'm tryna snuggle up