Strains - Cam Meekins

Smokin' strains that they don’t ever get to try

I’m at the fish fry, and I’m just gettin' high

No lay-up lines, it’s only dunks like my SBs

This rappin' shits a sport to me so I should host the SBs

Most potent smoke, I’m on a boat with hoes

This ain’t the pokin' nose, but if you know you know

Man, I’m 'bout to blow, I’m so optimal

They know I’m 'bout my dough

Baby girl, she got my vote

You tryna' build a house, start with the foundation

You tryna' make it bounce, start with the damn basement

I hear some people talkin' 'bout they 'gon come replace Cam

But ain’t a person on this Earth got what it fuckin' takes, man

I’m so diligent, raps ill and I’m killin' shit

Ever since the children been feelin' that supervillian shit

Keep it low-key, there’s no need to just be revealin' shit

Just tryin' to count these million while baby girl be feelin' him

Ay, spittin' these lyrics that influence the next generation

Steady at work, man I been puttin' preparation

I need some separation

Girls look for reparations

I only smoke weed for the meditation

I do yoga, she doggy down, word now

When I finish there’s an ovation, I need to bow

If you lookin' for that good shit, I sell by the pound

On a journey boy, a multi-million dollar bound

Actually a billion dollar bound, a milli' is my ocean

Just like my O bitch, her time was short just like a spliff

Go into Givenchy and grab a zip

Peace sign from the lips, now I’m on this trip

To Costa Rica, lookin' for a to give me some pizza

I need head while eatin' wings, seasoned with paprika

An ass so good, I gotta go get a Visa

And have an aura that I love, I go and call her Rita