Calvin Cambridge lyrics

[Intro]
Come on
GlockBoyz, n*gga
Yeah
(Bang that sh*t)
Yeah

[Chorus]
My n*gga still be on the same sh*t
Twisted fingers, we still ridin' with them guns, we on some gang sh*t
Oh, you ain't tryna suck no di*k, yeah, she a lame b*tch
Trap with a little bow-wow, we call it Calvin Cambridge
She say she liked me 'cause I'm rich, she be crazy
She ain't never seen me with sh*t, she just be suckin' on my di*k
[?] in the trap, I'm tryna come up with a brick
She said she like it when I hit her from the back and talk my sh*t, n*gga

[Verse 1]
Yeah, this sh*t gettin' out of control
The monеy pilin' to the roof so I can't take thesе b*tches home
Free my dog, he sittin' down, he caught a beef, fully blown
Got in a high speed with the jakes, I took the long way back home, n*gga (Long way back home)
[?] hit the lights, we gotta go, end of the story
[?] kinda fun but shells so f*ckin' bored
My n*gga [?] be mad as hell we f*ckin' up his Jordans
We in the 'burbs runnin' with blick, we got this b*tch scorchin'
[?], my n*ggas jump wild and free
Free the [?], that n*gga young and wild, I wish his ass was free
Free my n*gga Red, he called me every day, he only got three
My b*tch told me I gotta chill, the police told me, "Move OT"
I've been feelin' like f*ck rappin' (n*gga), I'm on my trap sh*t
You ever got a bird and hit it twice like she a bad b*tch?
I'm East Lansing, passin' out testers, I feel like [?]
That sh*t was crazy how dog got rid of the dog, that sh*t was tragic (That sh*t was tragic)
You probably never jumped in that V when it was time to slide
[?], take him on that ride
I love talkin' to my n*ggas, I hate [?]
Jump inside the V and keep on comin' 'til we finish the job
Just put an eight inside one soda
Today we finna f*ck this chicken up, n*gga, RIP Soda
Told [?] gon' buy it, then we robbed him, we some janky-ass promoters
I'm always ridin' with that blower, I'm hoppin' out if you pull over
I'm a young boss n*gga, I'll get you picked off, n*gga
We hop out and run with him, boy, we don't toss pistols
It's only right I grab the Lamb' and come back to the block like [?] did
Everybody dogs until they hear that four-five bark, n*gga, yeah
[Chorus]
My n*gga still be on the same sh*t
Twisted fingers, we still ridin' with them guns, we on some gang sh*t
Oh, you ain't tryna suck no di*k, yeah, she a lame b*tch
Trap with a little bow-wow, we call it Calvin Cambridge
She say she liked me 'cause I'm rich, she be crazy
She ain't never seen me with sh*t, she just be suckin' on my di*k
[?] in the trap, I'm tryna come up with a brick
She said she like it when I hit her from the back and talk my sh*t, n*gga

[Outro]
Yeah, this sh*t gettin' out of control
The money pilin' to the roof so I can't take these b*tches home
Free my dog, he sittin' down, he caught a beef, fully blown
Got in a high speed with the jakes, I took the long way back home, n*gga