Bad For It Cam Meekins (Ft. Witt Lowry)

[Verse 1: Cam Meekins]
You know I got it, come get it for me
You was on my mind, it's a different story
I seen you in the city where I rest at
And I'm stressed at, rolled sess at
Let money come and I get that
That's on your summer, I guessed that
Know I had to do it for you
Nobody's gon' do it for you
If you ain't working, you ain't loyal
I can't stay witchu if you ain't royal, on my king shit
Smoking loud in the green room right before I sing shit
Yeah, that's real, go to every city
Brand new jeans, white boy looking pretty
Million dollar deal, I'm just trying to do a fiddy
Need a girl with an Instagram popping with me
Yeah, and you know that
See me in the beantown, that's where I grow at
Catch me at the C's game, that's where your hoe at
Rappers got hot so I had to take the flow back
That's word, she need a triple threat
I need a bad bitch, an eleven out of ten
I'ma call you back baby, just one sec
Think what's next

[Hook: Cam Meekins]
So just work for it, beg for it
Grab for it, don't ask for it
I spend this cash for it
I'm mad for it, that's my bad for it
But I'm a young ass king that been bad for it