Heavy Camp Blac Youngsta (Ft. Travis Scott)

[Intro: Travis Scott]
Ah-ah, ah (Yeah)
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Yeah, woah, drop a six, make me trip (It's lit)
Woah, for my dawg, hit a lick (Straight up)
Woah, Heavy Camp with the clique (Alright), woah
Uh, uh, uh, Juvenile off the mix (Yeah)
Ayy, break it down, make it dip (Yeah)
Ayy, off top, off the rip (Yeah), ayy (Ooh)

[Verse 1: Blac Youngsta & Travis Scott]
I won't forget how they shitted on me (Ooh)
How they quitted on me (Ayy, ah-ah, ooh, uh, uh, uh)
All these hundreds on me, I be runnin' to that money
Nothin' but gunners 'round me, I be runnin' with them gunners (Straight up, it's lit)
Fuck it up, bitch called my phone trippin', I hung up
I'ma fire this bitch if he run up
Everybody 'round me gettin' some money
I'll slide out for my dawgs and I'm sellin' dope 'til the sun up

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
And I'm glad I found you, I'm glad I found you, I'm glad I found you
Glad I found you, glad I found you, glad I found you