Pew Pew Pew (feat. 817cmf & Luh Fat) - Cam Grimey

Walking in the function and that hoe said they know me Fire up the wood then I pass it to the brody Had a play in Detroit but I took it to the coney It so much ice on my wrist, bitch, you can't match this rollie Fucked this white, bitch, but she'll be gone by the morning Take her soul, now she wanna lay up on me I'm on some slimey nigga shit, I mean grimey nigga shi Me and Dad riding full clip, this Fn gotta dick Me and D countin cheese, ain't no way around She wanna spin, I caught the rebound, took her to the town I said, look, if yo shawty bad, I'ma shoot no Devin Book If I ain't getting money, nigga, that's a bad look Speaking of my name, nigga, that's a bad hook I'm on some grimy nigga shit, oh, that's your mane I fuck that grimy little bitch Once I walk in, I brought my glock in, bitch, I ain't lacking Fuck the talking, I'm about to chalk him, bitch, we ain't scrapping Fuck all that clutching on your hip, bitch, we bust stick Shawty ain't giving up the neck, we don't cuff them Last nigga tried to play with gang, that nigga head gone Fuck all that rapping, y'all gotta feel me through these headphones Goofy's nigga thought he had a latch, they was dead wrong Now he in the pack, now he smoking on his dead bro Shawty said that she got brains, use her head, hoe Niggas claiming that they spinning blocks who you spead on Yeah, yeah, like who you step for Niggas capped out in these racks, they need to let go Yeah, yeah, bout to let this stick go Only thing you get from me is a headstone A headstone