Pouya - Fat Camp lyrics

[Hook: Fat Nick] Juggin' out in public Wylin' out like nothin' Pourin' lean in something Buffet Boys, we came from nothin' Nothin', nothin' b**h, we came from nothin' Nothin', nothin' b**h, we came from nothin' (x2) [Verse 1: Fat Nick] Thumpers out like nothin' [?] to know I'm comin' Giuseppe steppin' and runnin' Loaded clip, I think I'm drummin' Whip my wrist, no pyrex though Holdin' work, I got kicked out Poured a 4, I'm thinkin' slow I smoke this dope 'till I don't know Smartphone flex, I'm trappin', man My daddy, he a business man Smokin' up, I'm rollin' up My thottie, she be chokin' up Can't take yo sh**, we gettin' rich My bands, they dance, I love this sh** Sippin' Tech, I'm off the sh**s Her p**y mushy like some grits [Verse 2: Fat Nick] Whippin', stay dippin' I f** 'em and ditch 'em These foreign a** hoes Boy I know that I'm living Don't f** any normal hoe I touch her, turn her global though Global whippin', trap I'm flippin' Euro b**h, she water whippin' Pints be shippin', [?] When they know babysittin' All my profits benefit f** 'em out, she swallow children Pints on pints, just like a building [?] caught my partner drillin' [Verse 3: Fat Nick] [?] got a Rolly, 420 be [?] Buffet Boys, we up and our net keep on growin' I'm out like a vacuum, she never stop blowin' I'm global as sh**, and my ego keep gloin' b**h we been on top Swishers filled with static shock Balenciaga wearin', yeah my pockets knotted off No time for sh**, no time for sh** We takin' no one's f**in' sh** We [?] them, and we [?], and we solve this f**in' problem [Hook: Fat Nick] Juggin' out in public Wylin' out like nothin' Pourin' lean in something Buffet Boys, we came from nothin' Nothin', nothin' b**h, we came from nothin' Nothin', nothin' b**h, we came from nothin' (x2) [Verse 4: Pouya] Ain't talkin' money, you ain't talkin' nothin' 357, keep them pistols bustin' Tearin' up yo stomach Got the bullets rushin', gushin' blood You f**in' scrub You don't get no love from a real one She s** my dick 3 times, and still I don't feel nothin' It's still South Side Slugs It's still show a b**h no love f** what you heard, I done been by the curb with that 44 wrapped 'round my hip You talkin' to me like a b**h f**in' around, and get split [Hook: Fat Nick] Juggin' out in public Wylin' out like nothin' Pourin' lean in something Buffet Boys, we came from nothin' Nothin', nothin' b**h, we came from nothin' Nothin', nothin' b**h, we came from nothin' (x2)