[Intro: Merlyn Wood]

Bust your head inside my Camry

If I ever see your camera

Bust your head inside my Camry

Yeah, yeah, I'm sweeter than a motherfucker

[Chorus: Merlyn Wood, with Ameer Vann]

Bust your head inside my Camry

If I ever see your camera

Bust your head inside my Camry

If I ever see your camera

Bust your head inside my Camry

If I ever see your camera

Bust your head inside my Camry

If I ever see your camera

[Bridge: Merlyn Wood]

Huff, huh, huh, huh, huh (Bust your head inside my Camry)

Huff, huh, huh, huh, huh (If I ever see your camera)

Huff, huh, huh, huh, huh (Bust your head inside my Camry)

Huff, huh, huh, huh, huh (If I ever see your camera)

[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]

I'm the elephant in the room, demon under the bed

Genius within the walls, monsters inside your head

I rebel without a pulse and saddle into the dead

So give me all of your dreams and I intertwine all the threads

Reality by design, [?] dread

I listen to what they say, it's what I'm goin' against

It's what we goin' against, it's keeping me up at night

I'm killing all of that shit that's made interfere with my sight, huh

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]

Wanna eat shellfish, belching on the balcony

Fuck a Lambo', I feel better in a Camry

If I see some candids of me, it get to duffing

If I see some candids, you ain't seen nothing

We don't do NDAs, we just do fists, man

'Bout to blow a stickman fuckin' with my shit, man

Big business money comin' just like a tidal wave

I don't roll the window down, I just do a small wave

Keep my feelings concave, my trust underground

When the cameras come around, you will never see me 'round

Round it out, throw it up, just in the roundabout

Just like a rollercoaster, fuck away from me, man

[Verse 3: Ameer Vann]

Sell it by the gram, money loves my hands

I pull a few bands out a plastic bag

And it all add up, I'm real good with the math

I turn a quarter of the gas to a bundle of cash

They always come back for what I put in the bag

From my bones to my skin, I'm a businessman

I know cash is the law, you could lose your head

Get shot in the back and you could lose your legs

Niggas sing for the feds to avoid the pen

They atone for sin, I don't trust no men

Cops raid my house off some shit you said

Niggas strapped with mics, they'll take your life