If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If bro didn't meet me he know he'd be broke as f*ck
Iceway
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If bro didn't meet me, he know he'd be broke as f*ck
I pop a molly and turn up
I'm in the studio getting f*cked up
Call my bitch to the studio to suck me up
I'm getting some head while I'm recording this song
I've been waiting for that lick for way too long, baby
These extendo clips, they way too long, baby
She pulled out the dick and said it's way too long, baby
And I'm way too high to be hitting the bong, baby
You don't wanna be around me when I'm in that mood
I'm not your buddy, not your bro, and I'm not that dude
Don't compare me to your ex, cause I'm not that dude
Not tryna be rude, but I'm just tryna f*ck
If I let her hit the blunt, then she gonna f*ck
And she gonna let me f*ck her the rude way
It's Cameron motherf*cking Seaton, don't give a f*ck what they say
If you ain't f*cking with Algo get the f*ck out my way
And this beat cold as f*ck, cause it was made by Iceway
I took too many drugs, I woke up on the highway
Why I only f*ck with bitches that be looking the bi-way
I'ma hit it from the back and she gon' call me her padre
Cameron Seaton'll Do It
I'ma hit the dope, then I'm gonna crash out
I'ma f*ck that bitch so good, she gon' pass out
Heard they were talking down, don't make me lash out
I'ma up my bag, then I'm gonna cash out
This bitch wanna milk me, but I'm not a cash cow
She said my notifications off, she wanna know what that's about
She said your location's off, she wanna know what that's about
Baby, you stressing too much, you know that's all in your head
So calm the f*ck down and come give me some head
Last man talking down was filled up with the lead
I'll be talking my shit on my deathbed
I'll be talking my shit until I'm dead
Broke as you I'd rather be f*cking dead
She wanna f*ck, I told her get a f*cking clue
I hit the dope and start talking like Scooby-Doo
The fiends in the trap looking like Raggy-Doo
And the trap car looks like the mystery machine
I got a bitch that looks like Daphne and a bitch that looks like Velma
And the drugs look like Scooby Snacks that I'm finna sell ya
Algo are you high right now?
Cameron Seaton - Scooby Snacks Lyrics
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If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If bro didn't meet me he know he'd be broke as f*ck
Iceway
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If bro didn't meet me, he know he'd be broke as f*ck
I pop a molly and turn up
I'm in the studio getting f*cked up
Call my bitch to the studio to suck me up
I'm getting some head while I'm recording this song
I've been waiting for that lick for way too long, baby
These extendo clips, they way too long, baby
She pulled out the dick and said it's way too long, baby
And I'm way too high to be hitting the bong, baby
You don't wanna be around me when I'm in that mood
I'm not your buddy, not your bro, and I'm not that dude
Don't compare me to your ex, cause I'm not that dude
Not tryna be rude, but I'm just tryna f*ck
If I let her hit the blunt, then she gonna f*ck
And she gonna let me f*ck her the rude way
It's Cameron motherf*cking Seaton, don't give a f*ck what they say
If you ain't f*cking with Algo get the f*ck out my way
And this beat cold as f*ck, cause it was made by Iceway
I took too many drugs, I woke up on the highway
Why I only f*ck with bitches that be looking the bi-way
I'ma hit it from the back and she gon' call me her padre
Cameron Seaton'll Do It
I'ma hit the dope, then I'm gonna crash out
I'ma f*ck that bitch so good, she gon' pass out
Heard they were talking down, don't make me lash out
I'ma up my bag, then I'm gonna cash out
This bitch wanna milk me, but I'm not a cash cow
She said my notifications off, she wanna know what that's about
She said your location's off, she wanna know what that's about
Baby, you stressing too much, you know that's all in your head
So calm the f*ck down and come give me some head
Last man talking down was filled up with the lead
I'll be talking my shit on my deathbed
I'll be talking my shit until I'm dead
Broke as you I'd rather be f*cking dead
She wanna f*ck, I told her get a f*cking clue
I hit the dope and start talking like Scooby-Doo
The fiends in the trap looking like Raggy-Doo
And the trap car looks like the mystery machine
I got a bitch that looks like Daphne and a bitch that looks like Velma
And the drugs look like Scooby Snacks that I'm finna sell ya
Algo are you high right now?
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If bro didn't meet me he know he'd be broke as f*ck
Iceway
If I didn't meet bro, I know I'd be broke as f*ck
If bro didn't meet me, he know he'd be broke as f*ck
I pop a molly and turn up
I'm in the studio getting f*cked up
Call my bitch to the studio to suck me up
I'm getting some head while I'm recording this song
I've been waiting for that lick for way too long, baby
These extendo clips, they way too long, baby
She pulled out the dick and said it's way too long, baby
And I'm way too high to be hitting the bong, baby
You don't wanna be around me when I'm in that mood
I'm not your buddy, not your bro, and I'm not that dude
Don't compare me to your ex, cause I'm not that dude
Not tryna be rude, but I'm just tryna f*ck
If I let her hit the blunt, then she gonna f*ck
And she gonna let me f*ck her the rude way
It's Cameron motherf*cking Seaton, don't give a f*ck what they say
If you ain't f*cking with Algo get the f*ck out my way
And this beat cold as f*ck, cause it was made by Iceway
I took too many drugs, I woke up on the highway
Why I only f*ck with bitches that be looking the bi-way
I'ma hit it from the back and she gon' call me her padre
Cameron Seaton'll Do It
I'ma hit the dope, then I'm gonna crash out
I'ma f*ck that bitch so good, she gon' pass out
Heard they were talking down, don't make me lash out
I'ma up my bag, then I'm gonna cash out
This bitch wanna milk me, but I'm not a cash cow
She said my notifications off, she wanna know what that's about
She said your location's off, she wanna know what that's about
Baby, you stressing too much, you know that's all in your head
So calm the f*ck down and come give me some head
Last man talking down was filled up with the lead
I'll be talking my shit on my deathbed
I'll be talking my shit until I'm dead
Broke as you I'd rather be f*cking dead
She wanna f*ck, I told her get a f*cking clue
I hit the dope and start talking like Scooby-Doo
The fiends in the trap looking like Raggy-Doo
And the trap car looks like the mystery machine
I got a bitch that looks like Daphne and a bitch that looks like Velma
And the drugs look like Scooby Snacks that I'm finna sell ya
Algo are you high right now?
Writer: Cameron Seaton
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