letra de polaroid - yungcamoff & hailaustin
[intro: yung cam & hailaustin]
(yeahh)
i can’t remember which b-tch i’m talking to
i pick a hoe out, i said eenie miney you
i keep that glock out, keep it in my sock now
send the drop now, you know i’ma pop out
got your mans down
riding in your benz now
got some bands though
come and take your chance now
pull up sharp, yuh, hit the track now
stack it high, yeah, that’s a fact now
[verse: yung cam & hailaustin]
ay,what the f-ck? who are you, b-tch?
my name cam, where you been?
bring her down then bring her in
she match my freak, she want that d-ck
ay,what the f-ck? who are you, b-tch?
my name cam, where you been?
bring her down then bring her in
she match my freak, she want that d-ck
i just got out a drama with a poltergeist
send that uh, send that uh
michael rosen said “nice”
petra’s mixtape in itself is a sin, dawg
“polaroid” over “pride,” get that for the win, dawg
15k to my name, you know that’s nothing to me
f-ck these b-tches in my city, yeah, you know they nothing to me
check the cash up in my bank, yeah, you know that’s nothing to me
got this drink up in my cup, gotta spill it ’til it’s nothing, yeah
step in the spot, they know my face
cam in the cut, no time to waste
shawty keep askin’ to know my name
told her relax, just take your place
i’ve been on go, i’ve been on grind
f-ckin’ it up, can’t press rewind
she wanna vibe, she wanna ride
said she a freak, well, so am i
got me a lil’ b-tch and she vietnamese
she was sucking on nuts, yeah she suckin’ on deez
my shoota got bail, i was paying that fee
and i’m toting some wood, i ain’t talking no tree
yuh, pour this lean into my sprite
f-ck these b-tches, yeah they tight
yeah i’m shooting sh-t at night
[outro: yung cam & hailaustin]
got your mans down
riding in your benz now
got some bands though
come and take your chance now
pull up sharp (pull up sharp), hit the track now (hit the track now)
stack it high (stack it high), that’s a fact now (that’s a fact now)
ay,sipping the lean got me seeing the stars
i’m sipping the glass, i ain’t talking no jars
got sh-t in my cup, i ain’t never been to a bar
told my b-tch pack a bowl, this bowl is charred
(yuh, yuh)
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