Cranberry Juice Lyrics - K Camp

Ran up a check and I didn't look back 

Don't want your bitch, that hoe was wack 

What is you doing? Run up a sack 

She want to argue, I won't react 

Blow me a 50 and make it right back 

I am a player bitch, I am a mack 

If it ain't about money 

Please don't hit my jack 

If it ain't about money, please don't hit my jack (wooh) 

Truck presidential, you know it's a lack 

I put the north and the gang on my back 

She in her feelings, I can't get attached 

She on the molly, she about to collapse 

I'm from the mud so you know I adapt 

You is a bitch, you ain't getting no dap 

Got to know my nigga bow and a trap 

Might hit the block and shoot me some craps (wooh) 

Bought me a Gucci fur just for the winter 

She want to fuck 'cause a nigga a winner 

I could fit about 20 hoes in a sprinter 

You are not gang, please do not enter 

Why they keep testing me, you know the recipe 

Uncle got chickens, I'm talking sesame 

It's a necessity, you are not catching me 

Thanking the Lord 'cause I know he keep blessing me 

Why do you question me, it ain't no flex in me 

Pop me an ecstasy, I'm tryna fuck 

She try to smoke on the lou and got stuck 

Hopped out the beamer and jumped in the truck 

New Valentino hoe, these ain't no chucks 

That hoe a bird, she just want to get plucked 

Bitch I'm on fire, I can't wait to erupt 

Most of these rappers gone run out of luck 

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Don't stop, go hard 

Shorty thick, oh Lord 

Big bank, big cars 

Backwoods, no guards 

Look up, see stars 

Look up, see mars 

I'm scorched, she gorgeous 

Ferrari on 40's 

Big horses, new Porches 

Where the check at? 

Important 

Extortionist, made a fortune 

That coco, she snorting 

Photos 

I take my time with this shit (I take my time) 

And I ain't worried about none of you niggas lil' bih 

'Cause I grind for this shit, I did 

Bih let me do what I do, ooh 

You know it cost for this view, ooh 

That 22 on my shoe, ooh 

I let it blow like a zoos, ooh 

I'm known for breaking the rules, ooh 

And my crib came with a pool, ooh 

No I'm not fucking with dude, ooh 

Shorty she think that I'm rude, ooh 

Whip look like cranberry juice (whip) 

Just tryna fuck on your girl (fuck) 

True story, pour me a deuce (deuce) 

Get on the beat and abuse (abuse) 

You know I'm never gone lose (abuse) 

Swim in that money like Scrooge (Scrooge) 

Bitch you ain't got no excuse (no) 

Rich or be broke, nigga choose (choose) 

Whip 

Whip look like cranberry juice 

Just tryna fuck on your girl 

True story, pour me a duece 

Get on the beat and abuse 

You know I'm never gone lose 

Swim in that money like Scrooge 

Bitch you ain't got no excuse 

Rich or be broke, nigga choose 

Ran up a check and I didn't look back 

Don't want your bitch, that hoe was wack (wooh) 

What is you doing? Run up a sack 

She want to argue, I won't react (yo) 

Blow me a 50 and make it right back (yo) 

I am a player bitch, I am a mack (yo) 

If it ain't about money 

Please don't hit my jack (no) 

If it ain't about money, please don't hit my jack (no) 

Truck presidential, you know it's a lack 

I put the north and the gang on my back (yo) 

She in her feelings, I can't get attached (no) 

She on the molly, she about to collapse (wooh) 

I'm from the mud so you know I adapt (yo) 

You is a bitch, you ain't getting no dap (no) 

Got to know my nigga bow and a trap (yo) 

Might hit the block and shoot me some craps