[Intro: 1K Phew]
Sheesh (Ooh)
I don't know what these folks got goin' on (Ooh)
Camden, Camden got the sauce, yeah

[Chorus: 1K Phew]
It's some big talk comin' from the tip-top
When we shine they gon' hate me like I'm Chris Rock (What you hatin' on?)
Small world coming from a big block (It's a small world)
Speed racing, can't afford to make a pit stop (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You know how we comin', homie (How we comin')
How we comin', homie (Yeah)
I got all this flavor on me (All this flav')
From the one and only (Yeah)
You know how we comin', baby (How we comin')
How we comin', baby (Yeah)
Coolin' and we never shady (And we coolin')
Sippin' lemonade

[Verse 1: Ty Brasel]
Yeah, yeah, devil on the prowl so I stay in my zone (Yeah)
Back with the bounce, it's Young T from the cove (Yeah)
Ice in my veins, I go Sylvester Stallone (Okay)
You know how I'm coming, all black with rose gold
I got all this flavor on me dripping like the culinary (Yeah, yeah)
Mix it up, it taste sweet as cherry or blueberry (Yeah, yeah)
God blessed, I was headed for the cemetery or the penitentiary
Yeah, Vinatieri, uh
Kicked out all my demons now I'm making history (Oh, oh)
God blessed, that boy eating now, rotisserie (Oh, oh)
Hit the gas, hit the horse
Can't afford to stop, no crash course
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