LV Set - OTP

They say they want Camp back Like I went somewhere or something I'm the boy but you knew it Fuck what you thought Kick that game to you niggas I spit propane to you bitches I go insane for these riches Bought me a chain off these benjis Stay in your lane, I'm not friendly Just bought my bitch a new Bentley I got to deal with so many, I like my hoes in they 20's I might just fuck off her Remy, fill up my cup with that Henny Might make you mine, please don't tempt me No new friends, don't need any Just might go Blanco like Benny One time for my nigga Kenny I'm so cold, free my niggas down the road I'mma ball on you hoes Never fall for the code, I would never sell my soul I'd rather sell a bitch Fuck you niggas, I'm rich Champagne and Louis V, I'm taking my pick Walk into the Louis store Seen that, spent that Walk into your bitch's crib Seen that, killed that Walk into the bank door Seen that, flipped that I can't trust no lame ho Seen that, did that I'm in LA in that black truck Feeling like the president Windows down, vibing Please don't take me out my element Only thing changed 'bout a nigga is the residence Fuck you lame hoes, I ain't buying if you selling it Stop playing games nigga, I ain't got no time for it I feel like just spoiling her, I might buy her Tom Ford I can see that money with my eyes closed, blindfold You can say whatever motherfucker, yeah I grind for it I ain't cutting no slack, promise I won't go back These niggas ain't playing fair, pretty sure you know that Camp what's that you smoking nigga? I call this the gold pack Walk inside of Louis, bought the whole rack Walk into the Louis store Seen that, spent that Walk into your bitch's crib Seen that, killed that Walk into the bank door Seen that, flipped that I can't trust no lame ho Seen that, did that Run that money up, run that money up Run that money up, run that money up Run that money up, run that money up Run that money up, run that money up Run that money up, run that money up Run that money up, run that money up Run that money up, run that money up Run that money up, run that money up Walk into the Louis store Seen that, spent that Walk into your bitch's crib Seen that, killed that

Salla, maşallah, let me see that bumpa (Ay, yuh) Bizde var nakit, yok banka (Whoo) Yapamazsın bana tantana kanka (Whoo) (Yo, 3lack, what the hell man?) Sava! (Rvchet, so we move and got rvched) (Whoo) Salla, baby salla, maşallah, let me see that bumpa (Whoo) Bizde var nakit, yok banka Yapamazsın bana tantana kanka Yo, ah (Whoo), yo, yo Salla, baby salla, maşallah, let me see that bumpa Bizde var nakit, yok banka Yapamazsın bana tantana kanka (Whoo) Fully plugged in like Fumez or charger Got the links for the waps and the ganja Boujee ting come hot like lava Go harder, now she calls me father Salla, baby salla, maşallah, let me see that bumpa (Whoo) Bizde var nakit, yok banka Yapamazsın bana tantana kanka Fully plugged in like Fumez or charger (Yeah) Got the links for the waps and the ganja Boujee ting come hot like lava Go harder, now shе calls me father Got the kеys for the lock, for a Glock For an opp Tryna pack me one, get put on a top In a ride with bro, non-stop Tell bro don't stop when I back this mop at an opp They run, won't stop, like they've seen a cop Till one shot, got cropped on the top I've heard his talks, heard it a lot Don't lack at your local spot, get shot Yok güzel günler, var çok dertler Var çok gençler, mahallede bekler Mahalleyi topladık hep bizim beyler (Whoo, whoo) Traş ederiz adamı, yok berber Pardon canım, biraz bi' ses ver Yavrum sanma ki ben seni bekler Telefonu ver, Instagram'dan ekler Gally on deck, hepsi bebekler Gel güzelim, gel gidelim Gel içelim, bi' yere gidelim Gel benimle, geriye bakma (Whoo, wooh) Bir baksana, ne yaptım sanatla Ondan hariç arabama atla İster inanma, oldu bi' anda (Yeah) Arkamda amca, yanımda kanka Salla bir parça, hadi bas gaza (Grrr) Salla, baby salla, maşallah, let me see that bumpa (Whoo) Bizde var nakit, yok banka Yapamazsın bana tantana kanka Fully plugged in like Fumez or charger Got the links for the waps and the ganja Boujee ting come hot like lava Go harder, now she calls me father Money and gal won't please me But a shank or wap might tease me Don't get hit, get put on a TV And you're both still screaming out 'free me' This pack come clean so, TT Sneak on the opps, get close, get creepy You don't wanna see me opp block in a TT Fuck these opps, way too neeky Öz kardeşim bro that's killy Ramz on me, if not then a flicky Get dippy, splash splash, get chingy Head's in the clouds, I'm way too tipsy I could never stop in a stolen dingy Sava's on the wheel, gets way too shifty Can't get close, too risky Too risky, slap corn from a disty- (Grrr) Salla, baby salla, maşallah, let me see that bumpa (Whoo) Salla, baby salla, maşallah, let me see that bumpa (Grrr)