Come and Go (feat. Rohit Prat)
$pice Boi
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Girls come and go like the time with my summer clothes I don't want no hoe Getting bank with my real bros He don't want no smoke Yeah he mad that we gettin' dough (Yeesh) Cuz he crossed us He don't got no commas Yeah, with them commas Drop out with them commas Don't shoot out your problems We just throw them commas Yeah, with them commas Drop out with them commas Don't shoot out your problems We just throw them commas In and out I been runnin' up checks Everybody want in cuz a nigga up next See me doing good now they sending me the texts But I don't turn my head, I just pull up and I flex I just pulled up and I'm counting these fifties Ice in my rice, got tired of rice krispies Talkin' that talk but I know you aint with me You switch up like a hoe when you see that I'm drippin' Tired of hearin' you talkin' I'm just walking I been flexin' tho You know I can't keep a bitch so hold up, why you tweaking hoe Why these niggas fronting they just stunting I don't even know Called that girl your hoe but when she see me that bitch touchin' toes I don't wanna pour no more fours I'm just rolling I been rollin beans I don't wanna f*ck with no hoes, gotta main girl makin' love to me I don't wanna smoke no more dope, I'm just pourin' I been pourin' lean But I wanna keep makin' dough I just wanna travel, travel overseas Girls come and go like the time with my summer clothes I don't want no hoe Getting bank with my real bros He don't want no smoke Yeah he mad that we gettin' dough (Yeesh) Cuz he crossed us He don't got no commas Yeah, with them commas Drop out with them commas Don't shoot out your problems We just throw them commas Yeah, with them commas Drop out with them commas Don't shoot out your problems We just throw them commas Remember last summer when you hit me on the gram Said you wanna chill with me and maybe smoke some gram But I don't even know you bitch you don't know who I am So I linked once and hit it like you wish it was your man Tireda niggas frontin actin like they done it all Free bro Codi and lil Bao charged with battery and assault Tireda bitches showing up when they see a nigga ball My brothers come before them cuz for me they'd take the fall F*ck on your ex, bought her that gucci Now she on me, sparin' that coochie Man, these hoes cappin' they don't want me Cut them off like the tags I'm poppin' Hit my phone up, I can make your Gucci fantasy We been on and off, mean that she the right for me Really want the right girl, she be selling me She thinks it's just buying-selling Ain't my cup of tea Girls come and go like the time with my summer clothes I don't want no hoe Getting bank with my real bros He don't want no smoke Yeah he mad that we gettin' dough (Yeesh) Cuz he crossed us He don't got no commas Yeah, with them commas Drop out with them commas Don't shoot out your problems We just throw them commas Yeah, with them commas Drop out with them commas Don't shoot out your problems We just throw them commas
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