come thru
Come through
You know you wanna move
You know you wanna ride
So baby just come slide
With me
So baby just come
Slide through
Pull up like a drive through
Yeah it's just me boo
Yeah it's just me and you
Me against the world, naw
Me and just my girl yall
Niggas got a problem
Dress you up in goyard
Dress you up in louie
Dress you up in gucci
Ain't nobody touching that
Baby that my coochie
Baby wollie oochie
I feel like I'm Nas
Sing to you songs
And you get hypnotized
Maybe I'm biggie
Give her this big D
Yeah she say she love me
Rougher than rugby
When we be fucking
Yeah it be nothing
If niggas got a problem then imma start dumping
You look like lunch bitch
We gone start dumping
Tell yo boys take cover
Chris a part time lover
But a full time hustler
The youngins look up to him
They baby moms in love with
It just the lord above em
Wow,wow
It's the night to remember
It's the marble on the floor
Gold tinted with the rose
Rose branded
On yo body, and yo soul
Metro living
Really booming
Wants some Mo
Up in Baden
Getting faded
Til im jade from the dope
Do the most
Imma post
Throw a fit
Find a Do
Life is good I suppose
If I day it, then it's so
If I thought it manifest it
Left it all on the flo
Where the real ones get down
Money makers find a pole
And the junkies treat they nose
Like a barging at the sto
And the kids treat they soul
Like them fuckers get two of them
Give em soliloquies
Get to vibing remember me
Bout as cool as November be
You can't copy this energy
Girl we vibing, this synergy
Infinite possibilities
Baby nothings a mystery
Not a stone left unturned with me
We can count up the currency
Fornicate on a fortune
At yo beckon and call
Girl you call me its urgent
You like to call me when you jaded
Told you call me when you make it
Dropped the all but I still made
These bars hard, it's hard to say it
You see me shine, I know you hate it
I love yo bitches
I love you, say it
Got a bag, it's hard to weigh it
I played ball in grandma basement
It was small but it was spacious
Wasn't much, but I was gracious
Yeah it was, but shit we made it
Say you loyal, so please don't fake it
Say you loyal, so please don't fake it
Some of them didn't make it
Say you loyal, please don't fake it
You know you wanna move
You know you wanna ride
So baby just come slide
With me
So baby just come
Slide through
Pull up like a drive through
Yeah it's just me boo
Yeah it's just me and you
Me against the world, naw
Me and just my girl yall
Niggas got a problem
Dress you up in goyard
Dress you up in louie
Dress you up in gucci
Ain't nobody touching that
Baby that my coochie
Baby wollie oochie
I feel like I'm Nas
Sing to you songs
And you get hypnotized
Maybe I'm biggie
Give her this big D
Yeah she say she love me
Rougher than rugby
When we be fucking
Yeah it be nothing
If niggas got a problem then imma start dumping
You look like lunch bitch
We gone start dumping
Tell yo boys take cover
Chris a part time lover
But a full time hustler
The youngins look up to him
They baby moms in love with
It just the lord above em
Wow,wow
It's the night to remember
It's the marble on the floor
Gold tinted with the rose
Rose branded
On yo body, and yo soul
Metro living
Really booming
Wants some Mo
Up in Baden
Getting faded
Til im jade from the dope
Do the most
Imma post
Throw a fit
Find a Do
Life is good I suppose
If I day it, then it's so
If I thought it manifest it
Left it all on the flo
Where the real ones get down
Money makers find a pole
And the junkies treat they nose
Like a barging at the sto
And the kids treat they soul
Like them fuckers get two of them
Give em soliloquies
Get to vibing remember me
Bout as cool as November be
You can't copy this energy
Girl we vibing, this synergy
Infinite possibilities
Baby nothings a mystery
Not a stone left unturned with me
We can count up the currency
Fornicate on a fortune
At yo beckon and call
Girl you call me its urgent
You like to call me when you jaded
Told you call me when you make it
Dropped the all but I still made
These bars hard, it's hard to say it
You see me shine, I know you hate it
I love yo bitches
I love you, say it
Got a bag, it's hard to weigh it
I played ball in grandma basement
It was small but it was spacious
Wasn't much, but I was gracious
Yeah it was, but shit we made it
Say you loyal, so please don't fake it
Say you loyal, so please don't fake it
Some of them didn't make it
Say you loyal, please don't fake it
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Writer(s): Tramel Payne
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