Testo Camera Roll

Hey, JayGotThePlug

Canada Goose pea coat keeps getting caught in the door
Your bitch too plain, I just call when I'm bored
On her knees, using her tongue like she talk to the lord
Spikes on my shoes sharp like I'm walking on forks
Boy you was still doin' chores when I hopped off of the porch
Buy everything I when I walk in the store But shit, I got everything that I saw in the store
No cologne, but my bitch got up and bought me Dior
Now tell me, how the fuck is he not a fucking lame?
Just started getting pussy when he got a lil' name
Such a bloody scene when I'm hopping off planes
Shoes got more spikes than a volleyball game
I don't pocket watch cause I got my own lane
Once I grab my side, got low like he rockin' ball fades
I just thumbed through 300,000, all things
Why P don't listen, told him not in broad day
Just made a bitch talk to me through CashApp
Need 3,500 for a text back
Braggin' bout your pussy, why you ain't mention your neck yet?
In the Benz burnin' rubber like crackhead sex
You was sleepin', now bitch look at me, XXX All the opps better clique up, that's your next best step
Can't keep a pole for three months, keep goin' strap to strap
Like an Uber driver, bro off addys back-to-back

Yeah, gang all in your bitch camera roll
On stage with more ratchets than a Cannon show
She gon' suck it 'til I scream like a banana boat
Then I make a slut walk like Amber Rose
Rappin' ten years, ain't got a hundred, what you rappin' for?
Nigga mad 'cause I nailed his bitch, so I keep hammers close
New bitch so bad, don't want to let her go
She might be loyal, but I still cheat, shit, you would never know

Say I'm drippin', I got more flavor than New York
Scoop your bitch then poke her like a spoon-fork
Niggas want to try to eat with me with the school dork
But once I got the plate I still passed out a few forks
Almost slapped a bitch, she in the mansion sparkin' Newports
Keep travellin' and doublin', they threw me off the hoop court
Pandemic ain't stop shit, we play a few sports
Headhunter text me, finna do like 92 to her
She hate it when I grab her head but she a demon
He barkin' up the wrong tree, we gon' leave him
Get racks and ain't even plan it, Venus
Rap cappin', they for sure lyin', Fenix
I be everywhere solo, no security
But shit, actually I ain't alone, I got the tool with me
At the at the airport taking pictures, like "who is he?"
Got your bitch all on my pickle like a new corned beef, nigga

Yeah, gang all in your bitch camera roll
On stage with more ratchets than a Cannon show
She gon' suck it 'til I scream like a banana boat
Then I make a slut walk like Amber Rose
Rappin' ten years, ain't got a hundred, what you rappin' for?
Nigga mad 'cause I nailed his bitch, so I keep hammers close
New bitch so bad, don't want to let her go
She might be loyal, but I still cheat, shit, you would never know