Insane ElCamino (Ft. Conway the Machine)

[Verse 1: ElCamino]
I had the 40 in my stash house
Robbed my own uncle for a half ounce
The army green Benz truck
[?] when you think fly niggas, you think us
The illest Versace you ever seen
I'm 22, out of touch [?]
Got my regrets, but this cuban on my chest, nigga
Yo this shit look so fly
The watch on my wrist and thousand dollar kicks
I was just down on my dick
Hitting licks out my mama crib
Yo getting it how I live
That's why I tell it how it is
I remember serving nicks, now every verse is like a pound I flip
Tryna get rich, ain't worried 'bout a bitch
They gon' be there, long as my [?] don't fold
Long as I'm major steppin
[?] looking sketchy
Young nigga still pushing [?]
[?] my bitches sexy

[Chorus: ElCamino]
They think it's all good, til I come through with the chopper, get to airing out they hood
They think this shit a game, til them hollo tips is in they brain
They say I'm ucking insane
They think it's all good, til I come through with the chopper, get to airing out they hood
They think this shit a game, til them hollo tips is in they brain
They say I'm ucking insane