[Intro]
Let's go
You know it's Campa, n*gga, hahaha
Hah
(Oh), ha
[Chorus]
She wanna f*ck with me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85
Go call my chauffeur, b*tch, 'cause I don't like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Let's go)
[Verse 1]
Fill 'em with vibes (Yeah), get in and ride (Yeah, yeah)
And no, a n*gga not blind (Uh-uh)
But I keep the stick and I'm firin' (b*tch)
I ain't met a n*gga in life
That's f*ckin' with me, say he did, then he lyin' (Mmh, mmh)
Got so many vibes stuffed in the car
We can f*ck them hoes six at a time (No cap)
I make them hoes say, "That n*gga so fine" (Ooh)
"Girl, he got the di*k you can feel in your spine" (Yeah)
Yeah, that what they say about Baby
You know that them b*tches don't play about Campa
Baby should go run for president
Look what God did, took his time with me
Got a red and white ho like a peppermint
Book the hotel, take the vibes in
She gon' f*ck me and f*ck all my brethren (Uh)
My brother 'nem, havin' three hoes in the king size
[Refrain]
She wanna f*ck with me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh, yeah)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Got her ridin' di*k and screamin', "Yeehaw" (Mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh)
Make me proud, girl, you a cowgirl (Huh?)
Did a handstand, I'm like, "Wow, girl" (Okay, okay)
Got me f*ckin' her upside-down (Ooh, mmh), baow, baow
Yeah, we goin' dumb, say she wanna c*m (Mmh)
I'm lookin' like, "When?" She lookin' like, "Now"
Some more came in, say they want it too
I tagged in my brother, b*tch, I'm out (woo)
[Chorus]
She wanna f*ck with me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh, yeah)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur, b*tch, 'cause I don't like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Let's go)
She wanna f*ck on me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur, b*tch, 'cause I don't like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Look)