I Look Good On Camera - Rob Level

Damn do I look good on camera

Ain’t nobody looking badder

I like this

Lemme get it tho, lemme get it

Look, hold up

Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa

This much green, you need a tractor

I got it now

Let’s go

Damn do I look good on camera

Ain’t nobody looking badder

Where’s my money?

I need answers

(Yay yay yay!)

Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa

This much green, you need a tractor

I feel like Tony Montana

(Okay okay okay!)

I put that shit on my grandma

All my guns come with bananas

Bitch you better mind your manners

(Best watch your mouth! Watch out!)

I go nuts like cans of Planters

Keep it lit like I’m a camper

I’m the only one that matters

They like, «Who dat?»

Spendin' money, gettin' loot back

Pocket like pople, they be too fat

Stackd coupe capped with the roof back

Twenty-two shoes new and you shoot I’mma shoot back

Boom bap

South side Chicago, I’m that

Used to see the price tag, had to put it back

Einstein smart, but I don’t like math

Now, I let the money counter do all that

Being broke, I don’t miss that

But it made me who I am so I ain’t mad

Too many clothes, ‘bout to break my rack

Cash in the stash so I don’t feel trapped

Cookin' up like I’m on Chopped

Ain’t no movie I get props

How much did I work?

Shit… a lot, yeah

Fuck my opps

Fuck the cops

Any day now, Ima pop

Sauce and juice in extra stock

Yeah, yeah

Damn do I look good on camera

Ain’t nobody looking badder

Where’s my money?

I need answers

(Yay yay yay!)

Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa

This much green, you need a tractor

I feel like Tony Montana

(Okay okay okay!)

I put that shit on my grandma

All my guns come with bananas

Bitch you better mind your manners

(Best watch your mouth! Watch out!)

I go nuts like cans of Planters

Keep it lit like I’m a camper

I’m the only one that matters

I show up with the bag all oozin'

Flippin' stacks with a flapjack movement

No luck, no help, I’ll do it

With more drive than a payback shooting

Okay, okay, okay, alright, I said

I’ll let your ass spend the night

But ya, better do what I like

And I, require you fuck me right

Got a warzone file

Please don’t get me all riled

Gun give respect like, «Bow»

Shooters pre-dialed

Bitch you looking at me best smile

‘Fore you get smacked in your mouth

Nick Cannon style, known to wile out

Ain’t cleanin' clothes, then ya best not Shout

‘Bout to get burned, best simmer that down

I’ll beat your ass up right in front of your child

They don’t do it like I do it, but who cane?

Shoes flame (look at those!) kicks drippin', wet Liu Kang

Big body Benz takin' up two lane

Got big balls too, this is team bowling

Use to have to buy food with the loose change

Now I work too much to even go do thangs

Rob Level with the logo on the new chain

Your new favorite rapper got a new name (Me, bitch!)

Damn do I look good on camera

Ain’t nobody looking badder

Where’s my money?

I need answers

(Yay yay yay!)

Got three hoes to sleigh like Santa

This much green, you need a tractor

I feel like Tony Montana

(Okay okay okay!)

I put that shit on my grandma

All my guns come with bananas

Bitch you better mind your manners

(Best watch your mouth! Watch out!)

I go nuts like cans of Planters

Keep it lit like I’m a camper

I’m the only one that matters