Come Correct

(Yuh)
(Gametime)
(GTB)
(Aight)
(My time)

Gametime baby, that ain't nothing to go play with (Nope)
I focus on a bag, cuz a girl I can't chase it (Facts)
I know she talk to other niggas, never even said shit (I never did)
I call my niggas Mike, but they hitting Tank Davis (Knockout)

Said they got my back, but they never come thru (Nope)
Same ones said they got me, but that's really nothing new (Real shit)
You said you was really gon' slide so what's really stopping you (You a bitch)
I'ts better to run away then go get put up on the news (Facts)

Talk to me when you done with all the excuses and the diss tracks
They do a lot of talking with a little bit of get back
I saw you getting bitched never knew that you was with that (I never did)
This choppa got a kick, and its crunching like a Kit-Kat

Two 1's make 11 but it's more like a savage (A lot)
I need a crib up in the hills and be posted wit a bad bitch (Thats facts)
I ran up on a bag now my people living lavish (Yeah they are)
And I really spoil them so if they want it they can have it

When it snows, they get froze, they be bundled winter clothes
And they lookin' real shy they be acting like my hoes
Yeah she dubbed me now she want me back, cuz my wrist on froze (Yeah she do)
And she found out bout' my sides but that's really how it goes

I'm debating If I should get back with Cat or with Martha (should I)
I can't ask for advice cuz I never told my father (I never did)
I call my choppa death Cuz it's dreaded like a Rasta (Yes it is)
Left his brains on the pavement you would think it's red pasta

Its not even bout the money it's cuz it's more bout respect
Heard some niggas wanna geek so I went and got a tec
I'm not being super nice now I'm aiming for the neck
So next time you wanna talk to me, you better come correct

Aye, huh
Come correct (Aye)
Always GTB throw up the set (That's my shit)
It's not bout' the money it's bout' respect (And thats facts)
Sold the Lamb truck and got the Vette (Yes I did)

Ok
Ok
Like
Gametime

I'm the winning Pinochle, you like a bitch identical (Yes you are)
He was talking real crazy now he gon' pay for his medical (Stupid)
Y'all the virus I'm the antidote
I prance on the beat like antelope
I'm not no creep, but I'm spying on these niggas moves feelin' like a telescope

If you got the bitches, bring to the telly (Please do)
You don't gotta tell me you just gotta come Zelle me (Nope)
Said he hungry, got shells in his belly
I'm chillin on thots, but I want Kelly

(Aye)

Fuck all the talking, pistol tote cuz I'm tryna' spark him (Yes I am)
I'm not with the nonsense
But that's with the guys so that's really our sense

Shout out to Doxy... y'all sum' nerds so please don't dox me
Got all the chops, so please don't box me
I got all the keys so how you gon' lock me (How)

Bout my bills, I don't need your cents
Block y'all off like I gotta fence
I think he camping cuz he got tense (Facts)
He was in present now he in the past tense

Always GTB (Yuh), throw up the set (I do)
It's not bout the money cuz it's More bout respect (And that's facts)
Sold the Lamb truck, went and got the Vette (Yes I did)
If you wanna talk, then you better come correct

Lil nigga
(Stupid)
(Hah)
(Like)
(GTB)
(Graa)
(Fraa)
(Fraa)