[Chorus: Elcammgguod]
Cammy, I'm a demon, ain't shit sweet with me
I be posted up on Tyre, you don't want no smoke with me
I did a drenching with this Rambo knife, I'll have to wipe it clean
And I stand on what I say, I ain't going in between
So many knives up in my gaf, it's so hard to pick a favourite
Anglo Arms, Jack Pyke, Morakniv or the Gerber
Big ass Schrade a hawk em down, and leave his body on the pavement
Forensic tents outside your gaf, I swear that shits my entertainment
[Verse 1: Elcammgguod]
Put 8 inches in your boyfriend, then put 6 up in his burd
Have Tanko talking about flying my ass out to the States, like what's the word?
I'm a glory boy bitch, all I know is turning up
You don't wanna play with me, I'm printing goofys onto shirts
Stack or starvе, need that money, fraud or fail
I swear my only outcomes in this lifе, is dead or in the jail
The posty thats my favourite plug, I'm getting packs in through the mail
I be getting money any weather, rain, snow or hail
[Chorus: Elcammgguod]
Cammy, I'm a demon, ain't shit sweet with me
I be posted up on Tyre, you don't want no smoke with me
I did a drenching with this Rambo knife, I'll have to wipe it clean
And I stand on what I say, I ain't going in between
So many knives up in my gaf, it's so hard to pick a favourite
Anglo Arms, Jack Pyke, Morakniv or the Gerber
Big ass Schrade a hawk em down, and leave his body on the pavement
Forensic tents outside your gaf, I swear that shits my entertainment
Cammy, I'm a demon, ain't shit sweet with me
I be posted up on Tyre, you don't want no smoke with me
I did a drenching with this Rambo knife, I'll have to wipe it clean
And I stand on what I say, I ain't going in between
So many knives up in my gaf, it's so hard to pick a favourite
Anglo Arms, Jack Pyke, Morakniv or the Gerber
Big ass Schrade a hawk em down, and leave his body on the pavement
Forensic tents outside your gaf, I swear that shits my entertainment
[Verse 1: Elcammgguod]
Put 8 inches in your boyfriend, then put 6 up in his burd
Have Tanko talking about flying my ass out to the States, like what's the word?
I'm a glory boy bitch, all I know is turning up
You don't wanna play with me, I'm printing goofys onto shirts
Stack or starvе, need that money, fraud or fail
I swear my only outcomes in this lifе, is dead or in the jail
The posty thats my favourite plug, I'm getting packs in through the mail
I be getting money any weather, rain, snow or hail
[Chorus: Elcammgguod]
Cammy, I'm a demon, ain't shit sweet with me
I be posted up on Tyre, you don't want no smoke with me
I did a drenching with this Rambo knife, I'll have to wipe it clean
And I stand on what I say, I ain't going in between
So many knives up in my gaf, it's so hard to pick a favourite
Anglo Arms, Jack Pyke, Morakniv or the Gerber
Big ass Schrade a hawk em down, and leave his body on the pavement
Forensic tents outside your gaf, I swear that shits my entertainment
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