Guts K CAMP (Ft. True Story Gee)

[Intro]
(Section 8, you straight cookin' motherfucker)

[Chorus: K CAMP]
We done linked up, we done had a few drinks
And the next thing you know, I was in her guts
Heard you a freak and you heard I'm a freak (Hey, hey)
You know I'm feelin' like Greek, gotta get them bucks
Counted up again and I counted up again
And I counted up again and it still ain't enough
I done came up, they don't like that shit
Still poppin' my shit, you don't like it, so what?
I just hopped off 75, now I'm on the Northside
I'ma push it, I'ma go and hit the clutch
Even though you suck good dick and that ass real fat
You got blocked 'cause you do too much
Standin' on the couch with a pocket full of money and a bottle in my hand, I can see you in thе cut
I can tell you wanna be a barbie
You donе with your lips, now you workin' on your titties and your— (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus: K CAMP]
All these bitches in the club and you niggas wanna fight
Ain't you lookin' like a sucka? Yeah (Ooh, ooh)
All these bitches wanna fuck, yellow diamonds on me
Wrist lookin' mustard, yeah
All this money in the world and you beefin' 'bout a bitch
That's a trait of a buster, yeah
All this money in the world and you beefin' 'bout a bitch
That's a trait of a—