Camelot (feat. Yo Gotti, BlocBoy JB & Moneybagg Yo) (Remix) (Remix|Clean)

Camelot (feat. Yo Gotti, BlocBoy JB & Moneybagg Yo) (Remix|Clean) - NLE Choppa/Yo Gotti/BlocBoy JB/Moneybagg Yo

Lyrics by：Bryson Potts/Darzell Triplett/Demario Smith Jr./James Lee Baker/Mario Mims

Yeah

FreshDuzIt

Yeah

Huh huh huh

I ain't gon' say too much

When a n***a speakin' on that hot s**t yeah

F**k the police 'cause them b***hes ain't gon'

Stop

Oppositions mad if they play they gettin' popped quick yeah

Flyest n***a in the game yeah I'm a cockpit

Posted on Camelot wit' a hunnid some' shots

I be swimmin' wit' the sharks lil n***a you a lobster lobster

Bullets heat a n***a up like

He eatin' on some pasta some pasta

And shout out to Kingston I keep me some

Rastas yeah yeah gratt

Trappin' out the bando huh shoutout to

The Migos the Migos

If a n***a knock wrong shoot him through

The peephole yeah yeah gratt

The trap always open b***h we ain't never closed never closed

We movin' them packs and we movin' them kilos

Step one step two do my dance in this b***h huh huh

Got a hunnid some' drums like a band

In this b***h

Mane she keep on b***hin' all that naggin' and s**t

H*e shut the f**k up and jus' gag on this dick

I'm a side n***a and I love when she swallow yeah

If a n***a say something hit him wit' a hollow

That glizzy yeah knock ya meat out ya taco

Flexin' on ya b***h they call me

Johnny Bravo

School of hard knocks let me take you to class yeah

My b***h is real skinny but

She got a lot of a*s huh huh yeah yeah

I love counting money I get a lot of cash

If you try to take it from me

His toe gon' have a tag

I ain't gon' say too much

When a n***a speakin' on that hot s**t

F**k the police 'cause them b***hes ain't gon' stop s**t

Oppositions mad if they play they gettin' popped quick

Flyest n***a in the game b***h yeah I'm a cockpit

Posted on Camelot wit' a hunnid some' shots

I be swimmin' wit' the sharks lil n***a you a lobster

Bullets heat a n***a up like he eatin' on some pasta

And shout out to Kingston I keep me some Rastas

I ain't gon' say too much really

I been posted on some Bloc s**t Bloc s**t

Gang member but they got a n***a in the moshpit Word

Blue faces all in my pocket check how I mop s**t Crip

I drop s**t opps see me in person change the topic

I'm on Camelot with Choppa we got choppers Woah

No Burger King but we gon' whop it

You won't make it to the doctor

You know I'm married to the cake

I need a b***h like Betty Crocker Betty Crocker

Try to rob me that's a nada

No OVO I got the Drac' in this Impala Drizzy

I'm in LA kicking s**t with Mr Morgan Hah

You ain't gettin' money n***a then you're boring

I just called the hit and told my n***as

Kick your door in

They twenty deep we thirty deep no backup bring some more in

Who am I huh big gotti yeah for the record

I'm worth fifty mil' boy

All my lil' homies millionaires and my whole city'll kill for me

Camelot 'lot my b***h scam a lot Swipe

CMG this s**t gangster respect it like we Rap A Lot beep

In the kitchen with the pot

I'm on Sunset in a drop skrrt

Half a mil' Richard Mille that's a crib on the watch

Money high like helicopters n***as play and we gon' chop 'em

Her a*s fat that's from the doctor

NLE that's my lil' partner yeah

Been breaking b***hes call me Moneybagg Pimpin' big bagg

Hit it then skate I'm a black Bart Simpson skrrt

Lambo' doors up in the middle of the trenches North

Breaking down pounds losing weight I'm slimmin' work out

Bread Gang business we got loafs you keep the crumbs Bum

Reaching for my charm that Draco knock off your arm Brr

Inhalin' all the smoke f**k what it's doing to my lungs

My lil' Philly b***h so messy I'm through f**kin' with that jawn

I ain't gon' say too much

When a n***a speakin' on that hot s**t

F**k the police 'cause them b***hes ain't gon' stop s**t

Oppositions mad if they play they gettin' popped quick

Flyest n***a in the game yeah I'm a cockpit

Posted on Camelot with a hundred some shottas

I be swimmin' wit' the sharks lil' n***a you a lobster

Bullets heat a n***a up like he eatin' on some pasta

And shout out to Kingston I keep me some Rastas