Aminé – Campfire Lyrics

Campfire by Aminé
Released : 2018

[Dolemite:]
You no-business, born-insecure, junkyard motherfucker

[Aminé:]
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the shits
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch

Campfire, I’m a hot motherfucker
Please, no pictures, I’m a tired motherfucker
Spidey senses tingle when it’s fake niggas
Dreads swinging like they did to all them shake, nigga, that’s true
West Coast ’til I d-I-e
If you want respect, look me in my e-y-e
I love my whips like a racist and travel lot of places
Free my nigga, Hef, fuck the police
Oprah for President, CLBN resident
Dis face when I’m disgraced, that’s the nigga in me
Might catch me at a Whole Foods
And if you see that red Mercedes, then you know who

Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the shits
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch

[Injury Reserve:]
Yeah, yeah, campfire, I’m a scary lil nigga
There’s red in my blood like Drew Barrymore, nigga
And my fit on ET, yo shit on EBT
So when you try to flex, I’m like, “What’s yo credit score, nigga?”
Yeah, and that’s word to my granny
Since 14, knew the route like Randy
Everything dandy, gray sweats with the pennies
(Nausea, heartburn) Side effects may vary
Yeah, fuck these niggas, where the child lock?
So many hits, I could have my own NOW! comp
Pen a triple album full of all my children
No difference from Kidz Bop, book ’em in the Hilton

[Aminé:]
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the shits
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch

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