ฟังเพลงCamelot

Song: Camelot

Artist: NLE Choppa

Lyrics: FreshDuzIt, NLE Choppa

Composed: FreshDuzIt

Yeah

FreshDuzit

Yeah

Huh huh huh

I ain't gon' say too much when a n**ga speakin' on that hot s**t

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

Oppositions mad if they play they getting popped quick

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

Posted on Camelot wit' a hunnid some' shots

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

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

And shoutout to kingston I keep me some rastas

My n**gas trappin' out the bando shoutout to the migos

If a n**ga knock wrong shoot him through the peephole

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

We movin' them packs and we movin' them kilos

Step one step two do my dance in this b**ch

Got a hunnid some' drums like a band in this b**ch

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

Ho shut the f**k up and jus' gag on this d**k

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

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

That glizzy knock ya meat out ya taco

Flexin' on these b**ches they call me Johnny Bravo

School of hard knocks let me take you to class

My b**ch is real skinny but she got a lot of a**

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**ga speakin' on that hot s**t

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

Oppositions mad if they play they getting popped quick

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

Posted on Camelot wit' a hunnid some' shots

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

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

And shoutout to Kingston I keep me some rastas

All up in the party you know we keep them carbons

Bring a n**ga chills like I work at baskin-robbins

I love batman but a young n**ga robbin'

Firework show 'cause my n**gas get to sparklin'

I'm a hot head I'll crash any second

He speakin' on who send his b**ch a** to heaven

Extended clips when we tote them mac-11's

My n**gas they be crippin' they be screaming out them 7's

Why you investigating me 'cause I don't know a thing

And I'ma always keep a solid I ain't never sang

You know I'm shotta fam always gotta rep the gang

He kept on dissin' so a n**ga had to snatch his brain

Ha

Had to snatch his brain had to snatch that n**ga brain

I had to snatch his brain had to snatch that n**ga brain

I had to make it rain make that mothaf**ka' rain

R Kelly let that f**kin' choppa sing yeah make it sing