Текст песни FAMO CAMO - Leota

Aye you know what the fuck this is man
Its a stick up dawg
(get money family)
(fuck you doing)
Put the money in the
Mutha fucking bag
(uh huh thank you)
Please and thank you
Please and thank you
Aye nobody moves
Nobody gets hurt
We don't dream
We just get straight to it
(get money)
Naw hurry the fuck up dawg
If only the candy lady knew
I had this much skittles when i grew up

Lets gooooooo

It get tricky we go south
Out the west this the norf
Flip a birdie make it count
And we count and we count
(Forever)
They been knew what we about
Hit the scene new amount
Flip the green new account
And we count and we count
(Forever)

Ever since a young pop
Shadow box my lungs dropped
I ain't know no better
M.I.A. in L.E.S
I like the colder weather
Cold women keep me together

I didn't know I was on my rise until
They told me the sun was setting

(They tried to put cameras in my hood)

How can I set when it ain't even done yet?

(So what's your budget? What's your rate?)

How can I lose when I ain't have fun yet?

(We already shootin' niggas)

Ever since a young pop
Shadow box my lungs dropped
I ain't know no better
M.I.A. in L.E.S
I like the colder weather
Cold women keep me together
(What we got special)
Grab a jacket, pick
Leave a stain you stink
Leave L.A. the summer over
This is how we do it
Under the influence
Over hills and critics see the famo
Then they camo making undercover music

Bacco on the rider
Walk in venue leave it ruthless
Famo be inspired
Walk out venue like it's Fu place
Famo be inspired
He not here so he live through me
Baby boy too sick
Need a different blue face
Ghetto at the Ruth's Chris
Chick-fil-A on Sunday
Morning like Maroon 5
If it's up, not coming back
Speakers convo through the wall
How I know my brother back

It get tricky we go south
Out the west this the norf
Flip a birdie make it count
And we count and we count
(Forever)
They been knew what we about
Hit the scene new amount
Flip the green new account
And we count and we count
(Forever)

What the fuck is a sweet chin music
My nigga I got an Anklesandwich