Pe$o Pete, CAMOGOD - Limbo lyrics

Ooh, okay this shit so hard! (Ayo, oddwin)
What?!

With my Glock, shoot my shot
(With my Glock,  shoot my shot)
I got drugs, I got rock
(I got drugs, I got rock)
I got dope, don't get caught
(I got dope, don't get caught)
Talkin' shit? You get shot
(Talkin' shit? You get what?)
She wan' fuck, I want top
(She wan' fuck, she want what?
I want top, I want, aye)
She want love, I want guap
(She want love, I want guap)
I got bread, these hoes flock
(I got bread, these hoes flock, woah, woah
Woah) you got cars? I got stocks
(You got cars? I got stocks, bitch)
Fuck on a blonde bitch, bimbo (Bitch)
Bitch, you a clown, Timbo (Timbo)
Make her bend it over like limbo (Limbo)
Bitch, I'mma crash, cymbal (Cymbal! Aye)
She want me, no (No)
She just want some clothes (Bitch)
I want a new hoe (Hoe)
Want me a new home (Bitch)
I got bands (Bands)
Fuck these hoes like Rance (Rance)
I be steady sippin' D'Ussé (What?)
I don't care about what you say (Bitch)
I might have to fuck your boo bae (Bitch)
You can ask me, "What the tool say?"
("What the tool say?!")
I be ridin' like I'm Yusei (Yah)
You just mad 'cause you losing (Bitch! Yuh)

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah

You must think I'm fuckin' stupid
I ain't ever trust no bitch
Never love no bitch, can't cuff no bitch
I ain't even finna slide and fuck no bitch
My phone keep ringin'
I'mma duck yo' bitch
That's right, yo' bitch, she bend it low
(She bend it low) shit was close, decimal
Type shit make yo' bitch go low
Type shit, never seen PE$O fold
Uh, heh, woah, oh, shit, maybe I just did
Shit still hit like Vicodin
I'm too fried, but I might go in
Spit so hard, make a lion flinch
They be sayin', "PE$O
How to get it like this?"
I'mma go and power up right in the Benz

They be sayin', "CAMO
Why you flex like this?"
10-K cash for the bag I'm in
Niggas think they hard
But chopper make 'em dance
So I make 'em do a dance
'fore I bash them in
It's, "Fuck what you heard"
Bitch actin' absurd, bitch
Me and PE$O on the beat make the words hit
I am advanced, you're an outdated version
If you pullin' up
Then I'm pullin' out hearses
Glock on the block, bitch
We ain't rehearsin'
I ain't a pussy 'cause I ain't reversin'
Hopped on the beat and the boy start cursin'
Sip on the goop and the boy ain't workin'