Call My Bluff (feat. Zillionaire Doe)

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I'm a Camp Wisdom baby, from Wheatland to the Polk

Growin' up, everybody 'round my section sold dope

Rule number one, keep the business on the low

Only time I'm goin' back to the stash, it's time to score

Trash bags full, it's time to double up

Switch the route, this time they comin' on a truck

Get the money, tired of all these **** actin' tough

Make my bitch count a hundred, ****, call my bluff

Make my bitch count a hundred 'fore I left the house

Zillionaire boys gettin' money, ****, large amounts

All the Chinese Sumanian **** love us

At the trap Tuesday and Thursday, gotta watch for the drug bust

Walkin' through TSA, kinda nervous, got a hundred on me

When you out here tryna get it, sometime, it can get lonely

****, thumbin' through them hundreds, that's my favorite sound

Say she wanna fuck with a **** serve the whole town

Say she wanna fuck with a **** serve the whole city

Bag just landed, know it's time to get busy

Bro callin' right now tryna get a fifty

They be gone in two days, you better get with me

Told him if his trap jump, he better get close

I be in and out the city, tryna get ghost

Still on the last batch, his trap too slow

I don't know how these **** broke, the price is too low

Damn near dirt cheap

I'ma leave him what he buy, that shit won't hurt me

Tried to give brodie a ten, told him get on his feet

I'm the one that took the risk, but everybody gon' eat

Got a hundred thousand cash on the streets accordin' to my note

Knew I was gon' have them M's even back when I was broke

Mavericks game next week, we on the hardwood

Why you went fed for the motion? All money ain't good

Sell me a couple P's, invest it back into the rap

Got a show later on, they gon' close every trap

Turn that Doe on, they gon' rap word for word

'Fore I had a real source, I really posted on that curb

I'm a Camp Wisdom baby, from Wheatland to the Polk

Growin' up, everybody 'round my section sold dope

Rule number one, keep the business on the low

Only time I'm goin' back to the stash, it's time to score

Camp Wisdom baby, from Wheatland to the Polk

Growin' up, everybody 'round my section sold dope

Rule number one, keep the business on the low