LYRICS: J Molley – On Camera ft. Riky Rick & Frank Casino
[Intro: Riky Rick]
You gotta stay fresh
You gotta stay fresh, by any means necessary
Every time you pull up, these niggas better pull out their phones
Take a picture, print that shit, hang that shit on their walls
Just to remind themselves who they could’ve been!
[Chorus: J Molley]
I flex on camera
Girl, I’m in Gucci galore, like they made me ambassador
This shit is hazardous
I’m ’bout a million up on an average
When I go out there’s a camera
I’m with your bae and she badder than Pamela
We at the beach and it’s glamorous
Baby get pampered up I’ma hit her with the stamina
I flex on camera
Girl, I’m in Gucci galore like they made me ambassador
This shit is hazardous
I’m ’bout a million up on an average
When I go out there’s a camera
I’m with your bae and she badder than Pamela
We at beach and it’s glamorous
Baby get pampered up, I’ma hit her with the stamina
[Verse 1: J Molley]
Girl I’m in Gucci galore
Your man don’t know bout designer couture
Life is a bitch and that bitch is divorced
Wifing the bitch even though she a whore
There gon’ be millions more
I got a million stashed in the vault
You got a million blown on an engine
Get my money stack it up with intention
Get a bitch and then we sex till the end and
Get a witch and send a hex to a reverend
Where is the line between crazy and evil Intention
Crazy bitches, crazy texts in my mentions (mentions)
Get in for free like a pension
Said he bought it but I think he renting
Pull up on me I don’t want nobody telling me that you sent them
I’m telling you, you need a lesson
[Chorus]
I flex on camera
Girl, I’m in Gucci galore like they made me ambassador
This shit is hazardous
I’m ’bout a million up on an average
When I go out there’s a camera
I’m with your bae and she badder than Pamela
We at beach and it’s glamorous
Baby get pampered up, I’ma hit her with the stamina
I flex on camera
Girl, I’m in Gucci galore like they made me ambassador
This shit is hazardous
I’m bout a million up on an average
When I go out there’s a camera
I’m with your bae and she badder than Pamela
We at beach and it’s glamorous
Baby get pampered up, I’ma hit her with the stamina
[Verse 2: Frank Casino]
She deserves the lights
I deserve tonight
I worked for this position my whole life
Sixty-three getting 69 positions, cause “hoe is life”
I can’t compromise my composition
That’s on my life (yea!)
I don’t ever wanna downplay it
I got jackets I could use as down-payments
Sweaters I sprayed with my favourite fragrance
On the nights where I lived and remained in Vegas
Entertainment;
It is what it is until it ain’t it
I know rappers that are broke and famous
I know women who could do with savings
Things they do for their savings
The number one spot I claim it (yea)
I want insurance, no claiming
Take a picture, you can frame it
’cause memories don’t live like people do
I’m a traveling man but my place is meant for you!
[Chorus: J Molley]
I flex on camera
Girl, I’m in Gucci galore like they made me ambassador
This shit is hazardous
I’m ’bout a million up on an average
When I go out there’s a camera
I’m with your bae and she badder than Pamela
We at beach and it’s glamorous
Baby get pampered up, I’ma hit her with the stamina
I flex on camera
Girl, I’m in Gucci galore like they made me ambassador
This shit is hazardous
I’m bout a million up on an average
When I go out there’s a camera
I’m with your bae and she badder than Pamela
We at beach and it’s glamorous
Baby get pampered up, I’ma hit her with the stamina
[Verse 3: Riky Rick]
To tell the truth, I don’t even like niggas taking pictures of me anymore
Mother fuckers be, putting all sorts of voodoo on me
All sorts of magic on me, all types of spells on me
Nah, fuck that
Niggas better keep me in memory now
Keep me in memory, dawg!
I ain’t taking no pictures
Them Nikes you rocking I rock those to wash up the dishes
Hmmn, malicious, vicious
Sharks, no fishes
I created the visions
These niggas got selfish created divisions
For the love of Provisions
We humble in nature but love the collisions
Send my youngers on missions
Go get the bag, bring back the cheese
Double the G’s
Stack up your paper, there’s no guarantees
Double the fees
I promised my pops I won’t live on my knees
That’s the T’s and the C’s
He told me they jealous, they hoping you bleed
They hoping you leave
They closing their eyes, you’re all that they see
Then they talk to their shawty, they say that you whack, she doesn’t agree
Then they go to the streets, and everyone’s rocking your caps and your tees
They collapse and they freeze
That’s when they realize I got the keys
[Chorus: J Molley]
I flex on camera
Girl, I’m in Gucci galore like they made me ambassador
This shit is hazardous
I’m ’bout a million up on an average
When I go out there’s a camera
I’m with your bae and she badder than Pamela
We at beach and it’s glamorous
Baby get pampered up, I’ma hit her with the stamina
I flex on camera
Girl, I’m in Gucci galore like they made me ambassador
This shit is hazardous
I’m bout a million up on an average
When I go out there’s a camera
I’m with your bae and she badder than Pamela
We at beach and it’s glamorous
Baby get pampered up, I’ma hit her with the stamina
