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mccampbell - one touch lyrics

pour that drank up in my cup
grab these b+tches, say wassup
getting higher, i’m leveled up

take another sip, roll another blunt
got a whole pound of this wholesale dank
stacks all on the floor, house like a bank
players be running the zone
players running the game
living the low life like we got no shame
one touch turns to gold
sit back and watch it unfold
might be stable or lose control
cutting that ye and inhale that dro
lord come in and try take my soul
think i’m having another episode
sh+t bottled up, think imma implode
past choices really carved this road

ayy
everything worked in my favor, somewhat
got the hunnids and the dimes, yea, so what?
but just look at what i had to give up
honestly thinking that i just had enough
get a bit of clout
see how you turn out
one thing blows up, now you’re all burned out
looking for any possible way to get out
this is what temptation is all about
’cause i’m the craziest motherf+cker that i know
man you should already know
got a whole table of mag 44’s
and i got the rams busting through my door
wishing they were coming from sofi
looking for mccampbell? he just died
yea, rule number one, just deny
cause i paid some fine dimes, just to pipe
ayy, sick motherf+cker on his art like dali
trynna live opulent and live out in bali
taking lessons that my father taught me
hands all red and n0body has caught me
hey, but what can you do?
a master at work and you don’t got a clue
getting real mad, real mean, joe greene
better shut yo mouth before i blow off yo spleen,
ayy, telling me andy, you gotta breathe
telling me that it sounds like you’re going underneath
i do whatever that i please
i’m the top shooter of the league, ayy
coming in with the heat
i murder every single little beat
in the belly of the beast
sucking on some fine dimes double d’s
but she sucking on too many d’s for the streets

pour that drank up in my cup
grab these b+tches, say wassup
getting higher, i’m leveled up
take another sip, roll another blunt
got a whole pound of this wholesale dank
stacks all on the floor, house like a bank
players be running the zone, players running the game
living the low life like we got no shame
one touch turns to gold
sit back and watch it unfold
might be stable or lose control
cutting that ye, inhaling that dro
lord come in and try take my soul
think i’m having another episode
sh+t bottled up, think imma implode
past choices really carved this road

hold up wait a minute, i really got it great
i wake up everyday, looking to the bay
i wake up, eat some nutella berry crepes
got a view so bright, need a pair of sun shades
haters saying i’m a disgrace to the game?
this is all i gotta say
1, 2
1, 2, 3, let’s go!
ayy
i am not a battle rapper
b+tch i’m an official trapper
i am hot sh+t, like i just came out the cr+pper
claws on me like a toronto raptor
100 thousand dollar mattress like a toronto rapper
f+cking these b+tches that are ten times badder
making these other b+tches ten times sadder
bout to make a move, i don’t really care who had her
hunnids and boss ass b+tches is what i’m after
doing the most just to feed the fam
doing the most, i don’t give a d+mn
cause at the end of the day, y’all turn to fans
y’all switching it up like a god d+mn trans
this is part of my infamous plan
got it on a document, and i even got it stamped
but nowadays, n0body tries to understand
that you gotta make some moves to even give a hand, ayy
that be the power of the money
n0body ain’t gon’ f+ck with you if it’s funny
grey skies go away, the sky turns sunny
shaded with the ass of a playboy bunny
all planned out, didn’t need no parlay
talking nonsense, get the f+ck outta my face
budda budda budda, what the f+ck did you say?
light yo ass up in the middle of broad day

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