Come Home
Gion Carlo
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Baby won't you Baby won't you come home Know I'm tryna get my mind blown I'm doing different drugs in different time zones This a BB belt these ain't no rhinestones Her pussy Fiji water she a island hoe I'm on a different planet with my favorite girl I give a f*ck what you say, in my own world 4days dropping them bombs like a soldier Give her good dick in the morning like Folgers Give her good dick now she's telling the whole world I ain't got no time for old girls Yeah you had me but its past tense Backstab me I don't need revenge All these niggas fake they want something Watching my pockets you won't get a cent Smoking on pressure you smelling the scent If that lil bitch come over we breaking the bed Yeah your man robbed you you weren't breakin' no Bread My dick put her to sleep Like a nigga a sandman In the passenger seat and she giving me head All black windows you can't see a thing Any dirt that I did it wasn't to my gang Im gon' flirt with the bitch You gon' flirt for the fame Life's a bigger picture than survive and maintain (Aye)(Aye) These niggas staying the same (Aye) Just cus' I elevated don't say i changed I think I'm bi-polar all these mood swings I'm in a stock chevy when i switch lanes Believe it or not nigga like Ripleys I just got the drop 4days gave the coordinates Baby won't yah come home Know I'm tryna get my mind blown I'm doing different drugs in different time zones This a BB belt these aint no rhinestones Her pussy Fiji water she a island hoe I'm on a different planet with my favorite girl I give a f*ck what you say, in my own world 4days dropping them bombs like a soldier Give her good dick in the morning like folgers Baby won't yah come home Know I'm tryna get my mind blown I'm doing different drugs in different time zones This a BB belt these aint no rhinestones Her pussy Fiji water she a island hoe I'm on a different planet with my favorite girl I give a f*ck what you say, in my own world 4days dropping them bombs like a soldier Give her good dick in the morning like folgers He was talking shit Now he slumped over Serenade the bitch Call it Casanova Hit to many licks my luck flipped over Way to many times Way to many times Bb belt on me but it don't hold my pants up Why you worried bout me? Buddy go get your bands up These niggas do anything get they clout up Any fake shit I was never a part of It wasn't him but the Remy made him talk good The Ritalin focus me up and I feel good Smoking on sheets I don't really f*ck with the woods You don't know me why the f*ck you act like we good He was talking shit now he slumped over Serenade the bitch Call it Casanova Hit to many licks My luck flipped over Way to many times Way to many times
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