come up

He got a
Big bag full of dollars for me but a
Bitch wanna fuck it all up for me
Gotta
Bring it back to my partner
We go hard even tho we don't want to
Just
Need a real vacation
Get back all the time that I wasted
Pharmaceuticals ain't got time to lace it
I ain't your therapist I don't got no patience
You wanna roll with me
Better not be slowing me down
There's no controlling me
I'm how I'm supposed to be now

So I
Stay down for the come up
Got a problem bitch run up
I be workin thru the summer
Fuck with me but
Stay down for the come up
All night til the sun up
Makin' laps I'm a runner
Fuck with me now

Yea my dude got a price on his head
We don't care
Cause we move like we already dead
They all scared
They all sleep with a light by the bed
I'm upstairs
Ready waiting with the pipe full of lead
But I won't put a price on my head
It's too costly
He love when I put on my heels
Cause I'm bossy
I'm steppin on necks
I love bringing in checks
I get paid and I stay out my feels
I got ten dudes I wanna eat off
Nine bitches I'll T off
Eight balls of the powder
Seven days on the clock I go off
In the six side that's the city
Five bad bitches always wit me
For life yeah he get me
We get gritty

So I
Stay down for the come up
Got a problem bitch run up
I be workin' thru the summer
Fuck with me but
Stay down for the come up
All night til the sun up
Makin' laps I'm a runner
Fuck with me now



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Walter Bak, Emily Schlackman, Lincoln Nettleton
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