Insane

[Verse 1: ElCamino]
I had the 40 in my stash house
Robbed my own uncle for a half ounce
The army green Benz truck
[?] when you think fly niggas, you think us
The illest Versace you ever seen
I'm 22, out of touch [?]
Got my regrets, but this cuban on my chest, nigga
Yo this shit look so fly
The watch on my wrist and thousand dollar kicks
I was just down on my dick
Hitting licks out my mama crib
Yo getting it how I live
That's why I tell it how it is
I remember serving nicks, now every verse is like a pound I flip
Tryna get rich, ain't worried 'bout a bitch
They gon' be there, long as my [?] don't fold
Long as I'm major steppin
[?] looking sketchy
Young nigga still pushing [?]
[?] my bitches sexy

[Chorus: ElCamino]
They think it's all good, til I come through with the chopper, get to airing out they hood
They think this shit a game, til them hollo tips is in they brain
They say I'm ucking insane
They think it's all good, til I come through with the chopper, get to airing out they hood
They think this shit a game, til them hollo tips is in they brain
They say I'm ucking insane

[Verse 2: ElCamino]
I'm hit man with the 40's
I'm just thuggin in my 40's
I feel like [?] juice
[?]
Bentley Coupes
Gotta do what you gotta do
I'm a man of my word
I sold rocks on the curbe
I had the 5th in my [?]
I was fucking up the scale
Had [?] for sail
I stashed the dimes in my [?]
I did so much wrong, I hope the lord don't send me to Hell
Fiends coming to the house
[?] tryna kick me out
I had to get it out the mud
Ain't nobody show me love

[Chorus: ElCamino]
They think it's all good, til I come through with the chopper, get to airing out they hood
They think this shit a game, til them hollo tips is in they brain
They say I'm ucking insane
They think it's all good, til I come through with the chopper, get to airing out they hood
They think this shit a game, til them hollo tips is in they brain
They say I'm ucking insane

[Verse 3: Conway the Machine]
Camino, yo, they think it's all good, bro
Like we ain't got bannanna clips to air out they hood, bro
Every city I go to, I bring out the wolves, yo
I do what I want, you niggas do what y'all could
[?] squeezing with the pump
[?] need a reason to dump
Don't believe me if you want
I'm eegger to let the nina ring and leave the nigga slumped
Counting hundreds while I'm steaming up the blunt
That bitch [?] want my penis [?]
I could buy a new foreign every season if I want
Might park the machine right where I used to pump
Still keep [?] in the trunk
Only [?] in the front
Told you the K's Russian
Talking wreckless on Twitter, I seen him, he say it's nothing
Soda in the pot, got the yay fluffing
My shooters can't wait to spray something, nigga

[Chorus: ElCamino]
They think it's all good, til I come through with the chopper, get to airing out they hood
They think this shit a game, til them hollo tips is in they brain
They say I'm ucking insane
They think it's all good, til I come through with the chopper, get to airing out they hood
They think this shit a game, til them hollo tips is in they brain
They say I'm ucking insane