lil buckss – 1800 campers lyrics
1800 campers lyrics
[intro]
y’all n+ggas be shooting from the distance and sh+t
y’all gotta get up close with him
y’all gotta be on one+on+one combat
y’all n+ggas be shooting from the distance
i don’t know what the f+ck y’all n+ggas be on
y’all gotta get up close, like, right up on him
i don’t know what the f+ck y’all n+ggas on, y’all tripping, man
yes, sir, green light, go, go
yes, sir, green light, go, go
yes, sir, green light, go, go
[verse 1]
y’all say glocks fresh out the box but y’all still play with gens 3s
pull up and start cooking sh+t, they thought this sh+t is sweet
if he fall then we cook him, b+tch, he say he couldn’t see
i’m the n+gga with the fifty shot, oh, you don’t remember me?
man, lay low for who? young should’ve ducked
gatti gatti came with switches, all the opps n+ggas f+cked
we saw hе running then he tripped, p+ssy, you ain’t fast еnough
he couldn’t buy that for his b+tch because he ain’t have enough
i hit him with the [?] walking like this
b+tch, it’s 1800 campers and we really run sh+t
brodie talk like that because he really done sh+t
and he still doing sh+t and we still doing hits
we got stolen v’s and stolen g’s, we run from police
she get on her knees, she begging please that i never leave
i ain’t tryna hear that sh+t, all that n+gga do is preach
and it’s still free lil 3, he always worked at backseat
n+ggas can’t drive, when we bl!ck, they start crashing
did a drill on some cool sh+t, put on my glasses
n+ggas buy amiris instead of buying ratchets
i hope you wear that palm angels inside your casket
corona mask with the skelly on, yeah, [?] me
lil’ bro gon’ put them glasses, gon’ come at you in 3d
you heard about the last, left him flat like a tv
i’m all about the bag, i need the bag if you wanna see me
[bridge]
n+ggas know what the f+ck going on
big go, go
yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir
blrr, blrr, boaw
[verse 2]
2021, you just started drilling, n+ggas rookies
you ain’t slide for your dead guys, n+ggas p+ssy
i don’t give a f+ck if that’s your brother, we gon’ cook him
we gon’ hit a n+gga in his hood, f+ck a hoodie
n+ggas hiding in the hood, man, you lil’ boys suspicious
we gon’ k!ll you and your man and the witness
b+tch, we the 1800 campers with the switches
i don’t give a f+ck about a man, we gon’ get him
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