Come This Way

Ayy, Lil Uzi Vert, ayy
Ayy, Baby Pluto (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, what?
Took your girl, now you can't find her
Yeah, she in my kitchen, whip it up like Benihana (What? What?)
Yeah, she roll with me 'cause I'm known to stack the commas (Yeah)
She will not play me every time I try to holler

Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah

Boy, I get so fly that I could've been a stylist (Yeah)
Undercover tee and Goyard all on my wallet (What?)
What I spent on Wang, could've sent my bitch to college (Ayy)
Alexander McQueen, Number Nine my jeans
Yeah, I'm lookin' oh so clean, oh, uh, yeah, I get it now
These girls like the way I dress, so these niggas wanna steal my style
Never really cared, but these niggas tryna kill my style (Woah)
I'm not talkin' 'bout them niggas, there's too many girls around (Shh)
There's too many girls around (Girls around)
She don't want me, then the world go 'round (Yeah)

Take a bath in the money, bitch, roll around
For you she's going up, for me she's going down (Down)
Yeah, going down, slow it down (Hey)
Know she cook like Benihana so she throwin' down (Throwin' down)
I'm the shit and she know it now (Know it now)
Told her come this way and she turned around (Yeah)

Yeah, what?
Took your girl, now you can't find her
Yeah, she in my kitchen, whip it up like Benihana (What? What? What? What?)
Yeah, she roll with me 'cause I'm known to stack the commas (Yeah)
She will not play me every time I try to holler

Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah

Smokin' on some high dream
Got my eyes red, I might need some Visine (Yeah)
Yeah, swervin' in a Lambo', not a i8 (Not a motherfuckin' i8)
Yeah, I keep stuffin' money in my safe, it will not close, yeah (Woah)
Move like a soldier
I throw my bows, yeah, like the Magnolia, yeah (Magnolia)
You can not hold her, yeah (Why?)
Diamonds got colder like it's pneumonia (Water)
Move around with a badder chick (Yeah)
She a shooter, yeah, you know she got a felony (Jeez)
I ain't with that tellin' shit, swear it ain't shit you could tell on me (Ayy)
He be hatin' 'cause where I am he will never be (Come on, girl)

What?
Took your girl, now you can't find her
Yeah, she in my kitchen, whip it up like Benihana (What? What? What? What?)
Yeah, she roll with me 'cause I'm known to stack the commas (Yeah)
She will not play me every time I try to holler

Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Garonzik, Trayer Tryon, Lyle Leduff, Zachary Tetreault, Symere Woods, Nicole Miglis
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