Camelot Lyrics - Nle Choppa

I ain't gon' say too much when a nigga speakin' on that hot shit 

Fuck the police, 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit 

Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick 

Flyest nigga in the game, yeah, I'm a cockpit 

Posted on Camelot, with a hunnid some' shots 

I be swimmin' with the sharks, lil nigga you a lobster 

Bullets hit a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta 

And shoutout to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas 

My niggas trappin' out the bando, shoutout to the Migos 

If a nigga knock wrong, shoot him through the peephole 

The trap always open, bitch we ain't never closed 

We movin' them packs and we movin' them kilos 

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Step one, Step two, do my dance in this bitch 

Got a hunnid some' drums like a band in this bitch 

Mine she keep on bitchin', all that naggin' and shit 

Hoe shut the fuck up and jush gag on this dick 

I'm a side nigga, and I love when she swallow 

If a nigga say something, hit him with a hollow 

That glizzy, knock ya meat out ya taco 

Flexin' on ya bitch, they call me Johnny Bravo 

School of hard knocks, let me take you to class 

My bitch is real skinny but she got a lot of ass 

I love counting money, I get a lot of cash 

If you try to take it from me, his toe gon' have a tag 

I ain't gon' say too much when a nigga speakin' on that hot shit 

Fuck the police, 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit 

Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick 

Flyest nigga in the game, bitch, I'm a cockpit 

Posted on Camelot, wit' a hunnid some' shots 

I be swimmin' with the sharks, lil nigga you a lobster 

Bullets hit a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta 

And shoutout to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas 

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All up in the party, you know we keep them carbons 

Bring a nigga chills like I work at Baskin-Robbins 

I love Batman, but a young nigga robbin' 

Firework show, 'cause my niggas get to sparklin' 

I'm a hot head, I'll crash any second 

He speakin' on who? Send his bitch ass to heaven 

Extended clips, when we tote them Mac-11's 

My niggas they be crippin', they be screamin' out them 7's 

Why you investigating me? 'Cause I don't know a thing 

And Imma always keep a solid 'cuase I'll never sand 

You know I'm Shotta Fam, I always rep the gang 

He kept on dissin' so a nigga had to snatch his brain 

Had to snatch his brain (had to snatch that nigga brain) 

I had to snatch his brain (had to snatch that nigga brain) 

I had to make it rain (make that motha fucka rain) 

R. Kelly let that fuckin' choppa sing, yeah (make it sing)