Come on (feat. Fetti)

Walking Out The Trap Finna Go TO store
And Grab Me a spirt Seen some
Brown skin Looking do bad at the
light wanted to flag her down and ask her
where u hiden tonight Looking Like
Her last nigga couldn't handle it right
I pulled up right next to her played my role
rolled the window down a lil and played my song sat up
and looked at her like
Bitch I ain't a lame I'm on
and if she play like she ain't got the time a day
im gone but she smiled at me rolled the window down
like who u think u is listen baby take my number down
we can continue this
she asked me what I do for a living told er
I take business trips say
she wanna grab a few drinks fuck it let's get it then
This whole time I forgot the stick was in my lap
got side track I suppose to been back at the trap the
Bitch so bad made me forget I had a sale
auntie at da firm finna bring my out a 12
let speed this up baby money on the floor
not jus here its money ona road
I ain't trying to be rube but baby I gotta go
I hope to see later on Hit me when make it home

(hook)