Camp Flow

I don't care what he did, I don't care what he sold,I don't care if that pussy nigga told

You can tell if he scared, you can tell if he a hoe,You can tell when a pussy gon' fold

I wasn't breakin' in that houses I was breakin' down ounces, Gram for gram whole 28, no scale

First time cashin' off for the pound, paid 2,800 For that bitch, had no smell

Pull up on a pussy on Front Street

My lil' dog eat him like lunch meat

Got the chopper ridin' with me in the front seat

Had a body when I bought it, it was dirt cheap

I put some work in the streets, it was dirt cheap

Niggas talkin' when they eatin', shit irks me