BROCKHAMPTON
CAMRY*
[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
N***as 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
N***as strapped with mics, they'll take your life