Camouflage - Ashton, Lais

We don’t fuck with cliche’s

I done changed my mind a little these days

If I hit it then it’s replay

Vicki secrets or baby CK fashionably late

But I’m balling like Pippin

Know that extra hour put in work stop the tripping

Always on the low key tell me that it isn’t

Long as it’s a slam ting baby Blake Griffin

I can hit on key remix to ignition and she

Never let me worry keep it cool AC

That’s my baby I don’t have to give it title

She gone make it bust bust like a rifle

Pull up on you like the 5−0

If I’m tricking Thierry Henry with the 5 hole

Hit you with the soul child girl Jhene Aiko

Then I slide unnoticed like a typo

Hit me like

On me

Put it on me

Pull up put it on me

Put it on me

Money on my mind even when you’re right beside it

Hit me with a text no side kick

I just need a girl to keep it silent

Phone on silent and put it on me

Just put it on me on me yeah

Just put it on me

You can put it on me on me yeah

You can put it on me

Just put it on me on me yeah

Just put it on me

You can put it on me on me yeah

You can put it on me

When you live my life these drugs the only thing thats pure

Money ain’t a cure but I’m a get mine into yours

Cause id rather sleep outside your sheets than on these wooden floors

Wood grain squeaky clean we deliver door to door

Open yours

Open yours

Open yours

Open yours

Open yours

On me

Put it on me

Pull up put it on me

Put it on me

Money on my mind even when you’re right beside it

Hit me with a text no side kick

I just need a girl to keep it silent

Phone on silent and put it on me