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presidents freestyle - cam300 lyrics

[hook]

get a bag that’s my number one mission, the jewelry different, dior what i’m steppin’ in
y* y* yeah i came from the ‘roe, from the trenches, not talkin’ bout benchin’, but you know i’m reppin’ it
them commas and digits is all in my interest, i hop in the whip and i’m wreckin’ it
people wanna keep talkin’, i wanna keep ballin’, they throwin’ shade, i’m throwin’ presidents

[verse]

yeah, i’m feelin’ like d*mn
i’m throwin’ multiple bands
multiple hundreds that fill up my pants
slide on the ops and i’m fadin’ his mans
if they lie on my name then i’m finna throw hands
ay, no melody but this berrеtta singin’
g* g* god on my side, but i slide with my demons
thеy treated me odd so i’m back to get even
i run up a bag so they know that i mean it
count hundreds
all my money it come in abundance
put my d*ck in that lil’ b*tch stomach
get the gl!ck and i got that sh*t drummin’, heh
put the beam to his eye like it’s lasik
i’m gon’ take it to ten like i’m daytrip
smokin’ wood and that sh*t got me faded
feelin’ good i know that’s why i’m hated, hold up
wait where the beat at
f*ckin’ that b*tch, tell me relax
poppin’ a pill i’m gon’ relapse
dot on yo head, where my beam at
i’m on the beat i’m gon’ eat that
told em’ that i’m finna*
[hook]

- cam300 lyrics

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