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letra de nefarious (feat. killmekarma, xrazy & tanny soto) - cam martin

(intro)
cam, cam!
you’re pretty good
yeah

(verse 1, tanny soto)
tanny ride solo
tanny just crazy
tanny got time
tanny got daisy
got all the hoes
and they bringing some
bailey’s, a&t ladies and unc babies
tanny so dolo
tanny not kind (uh)
mclaren supply
tanny be earthing this sh-t till he die
move in yo’ city
now making it mine
f-ck all these n-ggas
that said that i fell off
i know all my plans
and i move at the pace of a tortoise
you know that i’m forrest
a man of the time
and i’m rhyming like horus
(chorus)
short little chorus

(verse 2)
sh-t all my rapping be
kicking like torus, i’m
takin yo b-tch and
we head to the fortress
gucci, chanel, and thе
coach all around her
i treat her likе gold
and she know that she gorgeous
and she a spirit
i’d rather be {?] spirit
im beerus i’m teleportin’
and they don’t even
hear it a achieving {?}
and i don’t even fear it
must overhear what you
n-ggas is {?} and giving
you clearance
ive been too but a
nathan drake reachin’
you doin the opposite
pract what you preach in
you n-ggas is trapped in
tsukuyomi sleepin’
dripped with my cousins
we head to the cony
don’t got the time for the
dummies and phonies
all of my n-ggas we
head for the trophies
i won’t slow it down cause
i’m coppin’ a tony
just being lonely
im drinkin’ patron
and i f-ck with naomi
my n-gga you know me
im tryna live less
yeah i’m tryna live [?]
but n-gga she going to town
giving dome-y
b-tch!
yeah!
lot of you n-ggas and b-tches
gone’ hate this song bro
it’s all good tho
cam!
yeah
(verse 3, cam martin)
cammy so honest
cammy so sane
martin just promise to
f-ck up the game
leave em’ behind and they
think i’m to blame?
like.. what?
they think i’m the name
all of these months and
i’m feeling the same
time to arrange
time to make change
i’m a cashier, what a waste
no, i deserve to be
blast into sp-ce
f-ckin’ your way to the
top of the plate
baby can’t f-ck with you
what a waste
spit in yo face
and i pulling your hair
maybe this life really isn’t fair
thinking you earning a way to my heir
and also my chair
i hit her with a solar flare
im making her pop up hallusions
you know i’m lucci
the way i give em’ stares
i just be
(verse 4)
rappin’ everywhere i go
travel to santa fe
got a show
know i be snapping these n-ggas
be nappin’ on martin
i ladder when i flow like whoah
i just pay homage to the
f-ckin’ greats
shoutout to mac
shoutout to drake
logic the flow all the sh-t
to the bank
my sh-t is so dank
the general hotboxin’ in the tank

- cam martin

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