Ty Dollar $ign - Campaign (feat. Future) Lyrics

Yeah, Hendrix
Uh, super, super, super
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign

I brought them bottles on bottles
I fuck with models on models
I'll take that bitch with molly
I got the racks on racks
Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign
Check out my campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign

Did some numbers then I went back to the vault
Did some numbers then I went back in and fought
Did some numbers then I went back like the goat
Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche

Did some numbers then I went and copped a 911
Did some numbers then I went and copped my bitch a necklace
Then some corner shawty told me "Boy stop drivin' reckless"
Got my side bitch, keep textin', I ain't get the message
I stopped fucking ratchet hoes, they be too messy
Kicking kicking shit, like Barcelona, shout out Messi
Better Black or Mexi, Texi, too sexy
Double latex when we sexing, be too risky
I got a lot, I don't act, I musta flyed with the pack
Fuck on my bitch in the back, yeah she like that
I'ma let you, tell her we never gon' lose
Momma I'm never going broke
That white girl in love with the coke

I brought them bottles on bottles
I fuck with models on models
I'll take that bitch with molly
I got the racks on racks
Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign
Check out my campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign

Did some numbers then I went back to the vault
Did some numbers then I went back in and fought
Did some numbers then I went back like the goat
Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche

Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche
Did some numbers then I had to keep it turnt
Did some numbers, always gotta do the tour
I just seen you flexing, turned up on a check
You gon' make a nigga fuck up some more racks
I got a light on the DA, I was just fucking the secretary
I keep a choppa on me, you know that shit necessary
You know that shit necessary, you know that shit necessary

I brought them bottles on bottles
I fuck with models on models
I'll take that bitch with molly
I got the racks on racks
Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign
Check out my campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign

Did some numbers then I went back to the vault
Did some numbers then I went back in and fought
Did some numbers then I went back like the goat
Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche

Blow the cake up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Blow the cake up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Spend some cake on her, yeah, yeah, yeah
Getting out of line, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gang bang, roo, roo, roo
You game, game huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah
Thought he said something
You gotta make calm him down
Thought he said something
You gotta make calm him down

I brought them bottles on bottles
I fuck with models on models
I'll take that bitch with molly
I got the racks on racks
Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign
Check out my campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign

Did some numbers then I went back to the vault
Did some numbers then I went back in and fought
Did some numbers then I went back like the goat
Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche

Okay, Molly with Xans
Okay, Molly with Xans
Adderall got me up at full attention
Adderall got a nigga full attention
Fuck the bitch missionary, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the bitch missionary, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the bitch missionary, yeah, yeah, yeah
Waving on these niggas, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know that shit necessary
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