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bright campa – electric scooter funk lyrics

[intro: bright campa]
in public, put you on the line
i got no time, all you do is wine
make me feel some type, of way ayy
this (yeah) is a waste of my time, i don’t need this to talk about love anymore
if you felt some type of way, i wouldn’t write any more r&b songs
or any more pop songs

[verse 1: bright campa]
i’m a lyrical a spiritual an individual rapper
campa don’t give up a f-ck, get the money, get the money
get the money, get the money, got the 420, 20k of weed (mm)
30 weeks, it’s been 30 weeks since i’d been grinding on this music day
don’t you see how many albums i put on my streaming platforms?
don’t care (uh), i’m not about the stats
i’m not about the rats, i’m not about to slap
i’m about to clap on this beat, old school reminds of me biggie smalls
(mm) shout out to the realist
everyone got their own thang going, even the cops
i don’t even mind (hey), i don’t even have time (you)
(hey, hey)

[verse 2: bright campa]
i get told i should hold my tongue
just cause i’m young, doesn’t mean i’m dumb
i can do this just for fun, and make this sh-t pop like bubblegum (haha)
lyrics weigh, about a ton, been on this since i was eleven
now mum look what i become, the lyrical executioner
critical revolutionary, to hip hop pioneers
tick tock, check the clock
my face is on that sh-t, give us lift off
before i hit the tip top, make sure the beats hot
if you wanna hear, what i got, make sure you wait for the drop, yeah

[outro: bright campa]
like i’m dying tomorrow (hey), to end my families sorrow (you)
with sk!ll so i don’t have to borrow, little cash little money, hit the dash
(mm, hey, hey,)
(hey, hey)

- bright campa lyrics

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