Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strains, artist - Cam Meekins. Album song The Life of Cam Meekins, Pt. 8, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lamp City
Song language: English
Strains |
Smokin' strains that they don’t ever get to try |
I’m at the fish fry, and I’m just gettin' high |
No lay-up lines, it’s only dunks like my SBs |
This rappin' shits a sport to me so I should host the SBs |
Most potent smoke, I’m on a boat with hoes |
This ain’t the pokin' nose, but if you know you know |
Man, I’m 'bout to blow, I’m so optimal |
They know I’m 'bout my dough |
Baby girl, she got my vote |
You tryna' build a house, start with the foundation |
You tryna' make it bounce, start with the damn basement |
I hear some people talkin' 'bout they 'gon come replace Cam |
But ain’t a person on this Earth got what it fuckin' takes, man |
I’m so diligent, raps ill and I’m killin' shit |
Ever since the children been feelin' that supervillian shit |
Keep it low-key, there’s no need to just be revealin' shit |
Just tryin' to count these million while baby girl be feelin' him |
Ay, spittin' these lyrics that influence the next generation |
Steady at work, man I been puttin' preparation |
I need some separation |
Girls look for reparations |
I only smoke weed for the meditation |
I do yoga, she doggy down, word now |
When I finish there’s an ovation, I need to bow |
If you lookin' for that good shit, I sell by the pound |
On a journey boy, a multi-million dollar bound |
Actually a billion dollar bound, a milli' is my ocean |
Just like my O bitch, her time was short just like a spliff |
Go into Givenchy and grab a zip |
Peace sign from the lips, now I’m on this trip |
To Costa Rica, lookin' for a to give me some pizza |
I need head while eatin' wings, seasoned with paprika |
An ass so good, I gotta go get a Visa |
And have an aura that I love, I go and call her Rita |