Goonies
Got a watch on my belt no time to waste
Bang on my heat with the straightest of face
He slippin, he trippin, go tight up your lace
He talking some shit
Now talk to my face
He talking some shit it's a shot to his brain
I'm going fast get the f*ck out my lane
I really do anything to get paid
My life is good, I can't complain
Killing my shit like Kurt Cobain
Make them remember me Jason
Big things ahead of me just wait and see
We was f*cked up on the way to Capri
I like it that way don't worry about me though
Everybody cappin but trust me we know
I'm coming like Shaq man f*ck a free throw
They don't know me though
Stacking my chedder like goddamn cheetos
F*ck a dorito
Talk about cash
I'm just trying to get a digital dash
Don't pay my insurance, pray to God I don't crash
The shit I done seen is the shit that you saw
I stay with my boys yeah they really my dogs
Yeah we get our licks and then bounce like some frogs
We bring the strap and then lay down the law
A bullet to anybody who was fake
Yeah I dumped the bodies into Crystal Lake
Can we stop recording
Fill you with holes then I fill up some holes
Come camp with the killas you paying the toll
Yeah yeah you paying the toll
I got my mask on and I'm grinning
Killed a couple y'all I ain't finished
I'm gonna violate your rights
Miranda can't help you win this fight
Man Ammendment Eight too late
Now it's time to meet your fate
Jason
They can't hide
Find them
Stocks all freeze your cash flow frozen
What
Stocks all freeze your cash flow frozen
My toungue is a weapon the poison is potent
Go count up the cash
Spend it on sticks is the shit that we toting
Bang out the strap
Give me two seconds already reloading
Call me the hacker deciphers decoding
Calling me Newton the first law of motion
My shit it stay moving and opps they imposing
Just keep in mind that you camping with me
Look under your bed bitch that's where I'll be
I'm desperately waiting till you fall asleep
No cabin of campers cause you still in danger
This shit ain't vanilla you
Campin with the Killas
Yeah you Campin with the Killas
Campin with the Killas
Look what they did to you Jason
This shit ain't vanilla we making some dough
We be some Killas with murder rap flow
Funny how friends be turning to foe
Headtop baby cause I'm on the go
I never quit I'm really relentless
Find me on death row lifelong sentence
We at the crib with the homies now
Crackhouse lit but the feds found out
The whip we driving got the back end out
Couple more months with the black Benzo
I'm always locked in bout to crash out
We never tripping when the opps pop out
If you come to the woods then you better bring a stick
Just like the hood, f*ck around and get hit
Aye you Campin with the Killas
Yeah you Campin with the Killas
Campin with the Killas