Amine – Campfire (feat. Injury Reserve)

[Intro: Dolemite]
If you want respect, look me in my e-y-e
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the shits
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
Since 14, knew the route like Randy
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
So when you try to flex, I’m like, "What’s yo credit score, nigga?"
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch

That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
[Chorus: Aminé]

[Verse 2: Ritchie with a T]
Spidey senses tingle when it’s fake niggas
West Coast ’til I d-i-e
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
And if you see that red Mercedes, then you know who
Yeah, yeah, campfire, I’m a scary lil nigga
Might catch me at a Whole Foods
Oprah for President, CLBN resident
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip

[Chorus: Aminé]
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
I love my whips like a racist and travel lot of places
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
Everything dandy, gray sweats with the pennies
You no-business, born-insecure, junkyard motherfucker
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the shits
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
No difference from Kidz Bop, book ’em in the Hilton
Please, no pictures, I’m a tired motherfucker
Pen a triple album full of all my children
Yeah, fuck these niggas, where the child lock?
Dis face when I’m disgraced, that’s the nigga in me
Free my nigga, Hef, fuck the police
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
[Verse 1: Aminé]
(Nausea, heartburn) Side effects may vary
There’s red in my blood like Drew Barrymore, nigga
Yeah, and that’s word to my granny
And my fit on ET, yo shit on EBT
So many hits, I could have my own NOW! comp
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
[Chorus: Aminé]
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
Campfire, I’m a hot motherfucker

Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the shits
That’s my lil bitch, that’s, that’s my lil bitch
Dreads swinging like they did the Harlem shake, nigga, that’s true
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims