Lyrics Camelot – NLE Choppa

I ain’t gon’ say too much when a n**ga speakin’ on that hot s**t
F**k the police, ’cause them b**ches ain’t gon’ stop s**t
Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin’ popped quick
Flyest n**ga in the game, yeah, I’m a cockpit
Posted on Camelot, wit’ a hunnid some’ shots
I be swimmin’ wit’ the sharks, lil n**ga you a lobster
Bullets hit a n**ga up, like he eatin’ on some pasta
And shoutout to Kingston, I keep me some RastasMy n**gas trappin’ out the bando, shoutout to the Migos
If a n**ga knock wrong, shoot him through the peephole
The trap always open, b**ch we ain’t never closed
We movin’ them packs and we movin’ them kilos
Step one, Step two, do my dance in this b**ch
Got a hunnid some’ drums like a band in this b**ch
Mane she keep on b**chin’, all that naggin’ and s**t
H*e shut the f**k up and jus’ gag on this d**k
I’m a side n**ga, and I love when she swallow
If a n**ga say something, hit him wit’ a hollow
That glizzy, knock ya meat out ya taco
Flexin’ on ya b**ch, they call me Johnny Bravo
School of hard knocks, let me take you to class
My b**ch is real skinny but she got a lot of ass
I love counting money, I get a lot of cash
If you try to take it from me, his toe gon’ have a tag
I ain’t gon’ say too much when a n**ga speakin’ on that hot s**t
F**k the police, ’cause them b**ches ain’t gon’ stop s**t
Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin’ popped quick
Flyest n**ga in the game, yeah, I’m a cockpit
Posted on Camelot, wit’ a hunnid some’ shots
I be swimmin’ wit’ the sharks, lil n**ga you a lobster
Bullets hit a n**ga up, like he eatin’ on some pasta
And shoutout to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas
All up in the party, you know we keep them carbons
Bring a n**ga chills like I work at Baskin-Robbins
I love Batman, but a young n**ga robbin’
Firework show, ’cause my n**gas get to sparklin’
I’m a hot head, I’ll crash any second
He speakin’ on who Send his b**ch ass to heaven
Extended clips, when we tote them Mac-11’s
My n**gas they be crippin’, they be screamin’ out them 7’s
Why you investigating me ‘Cause I don’t know a thing
And I’ma always keep a solid ’cause I’ll never sang
You know I’m Shotta Fam, I always rep the gang
He kept on dissin’ so a n**ga had to snatch his brainHad to snatch his brain
Had to snatch that n**ga brain
I had to snatch his brain
Had to snatch that n**ga brain
I had to make it rain
Make that motha f**ka rain
R. Kelly let that f**kin’ choppa sing, yeah…
➤ Written by NLE Choppa
Produced by FreshDuzIt
NLE Choppa | 2019