camping lyrics
by Cartier’GOD
[Intro: Blooodr4yne]
(AJ)
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Shoutout my n*gga Cartier, man, my n*gga AJ in this b*tch
And my n*gga Mookie, man, let's get it
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Verse 1: Bloodr4yne]
f*ck on your b*tch, pretty boy bandit
f*ck a beam on my stick, n*gga, I ain't even point it
Mixin' blood with the Sprite, on a whole other planet
And them candles got lit, I ain't bein' romantic
He got hit with the stick, yeah, I made his ass run
Put that di*k in your b*tch, now she walkin' like granny
Keep a Glock wit' the di*k, swear that sh*t come in handy
Off the molly and Hen', and that sh*t [?]
b*tch, I'm too powered up, these f*ck n*ggas can't stand me
b*tch, I'm too booted up, but I'm not goin' campin'
I got them sticks, but I'm not goin' campin'
Opps in my woods like them n*ggas goin' campin'
Blood diamonds like strippers, them b*tches be dancin'
Prеtty boy vamp, got your b*tch 'cause she glancin'
[?] n*ggas in groupchats rantin'
[Interlude: Bloodr4yne]
Yeah, man, Bloodraynе Boys in this b*tch, man (Bloodrayne Boys)
Vampire Gang (Vampire Gang)
Yeah, yeah
Go, b*tch (Vampire-)
[Verse 2: Cartier'GOD]
Uh, I'm all on the moon, just like a [?]
These n*ggas, they copy, they bitin' my style
In the pretty boy mansion, these hoe's goin' wild
She know that I'm drip, I'm drip like a cloud
She know I'ma bite, and then she say, "Ow"
Wearin' all black, pretty boy style
You won't even see me, I'm just in the crowd (Vampire-)
Gettin' it in, and I'm gettin' it up
Tell her [?] that she could bring all her friends
I f*ck 'em, I'm kickin' them out
Just like Three Six, I hit in the chest
Ain't got no prescription, got pints of the tris
[?] and then you will cease to exist
I pull up, twin straps, got one in his face
If you sendin' a blitz, I'm aimin' sh*t
Money on wrist, same color [?]
[Outro]
(Welcome to f*ckin' Hell)
(Vampire Gang)