CAMRY*

[Intro: Merlyn Wood] Bust your head inside my Camry If I ever see your camera Bust your head inside my Camry Yeah, yeah, I'm sweeter than a motherfucker [Chorus: Merlyn Wood, with Ameer Vann] Bust your head inside my Camry If I ever see your camera Bust your head inside my Camry If I ever see your camera Bust your head inside my Camry If I ever see your camera Bust your head inside my Camry If I ever see your camera [Bridge: Merlyn Wood] Huff, huh, huh, huh, huh (Bust your head inside my Camry) Huff, huh, huh, huh, huh (If I ever see your camera) Huff, huh, huh, huh, huh (Bust your head inside my Camry) Huff, huh, huh, huh, huh (If I ever see your camera) [Verse 1: Dom McLennon] I'm the elephant in the room, demon under the bed Genius within the walls, monsters inside your head I rebel without a pulse and saddle into the dead So give me all of your dreams and I intertwine all the threads Reality by design, [?] dread I listen to what they say, it's what I'm goin' against It's what we goin' against, it's keeping me up at night I'm killing all of that shit that's made interfere with my sight, huh [Verse 2: Matt Champion] Wanna eat shellfish, belching on the balcony Fuck a Lambo', I feel better in a Camry If I see some candids of me, it get to duffing If I see some candids, you ain't seen nothing We don't do NDAs, we just do fists, man 'Bout to blow a stickman fuckin' with my shit, man Big business money comin' just like a tidal wave I don't roll the window down, I just do a small wave Keep my feelings concave, my trust underground When the cameras come around, you will never see me 'round Round it out, throw it up, just in the roundabout Just like a rollercoaster, fuck away from me, man [Verse 3: Ameer Vann] Sell it by the gram, money loves my hands I pull a few bands out a plastic bag And it all add up, I'm real good with the math I turn a quarter of the gas to a bundle of cash They always come back for what I put in the bag From my bones to my skin, I'm a businessman I know cash is the law, you could lose your head Get shot in the back and you could lose your legs Niggas sing for the feds to avoid the pen They atone for sin, I don't trust no men Cops raid my house off some shit you said Niggas strapped with mics, they'll take your life