Come Up (feat. AO Huncho & Pxro)

My nigga hit me on the phone and he said he need a come up Know he gotta keep it on him cause then niggas looking at him like a come up Get it every which a way grinding to the sun down till it come up See what ain't given can be taken And yall niggas steady waiting on a come up 12 Gauge front page I'm a gunner Boogie hit you in yo face You gone feel it in yo mothafuggin stomach Winter cold shotty spring fall back I'm relaxing for the summer Tell yo girl pick a season then it's all pipe no plumber Momma taught me young God bless up never let them take you under My father was my big homie so you know I never every been a runner My nigga hit me on the phone and he said he need a come up Know he gotta keep it on him cause then niggas looking at him like a come up Get it every which a way grinding to the sun down till it come up See what ain't given can be taken And yall niggas steady waiting on a come up I can never wait up for no other nigga Life's bargains Only get out what's offered Focused on putting more in Past dues no food What a feeling that shit is awful Gotta eat the beat won't stop feeding until we all full AO hit my phone guess what he told me me He said we need all that OT for them court fees We found the one like Morpheus masked up don't own skis To mercenary show no mercy it's bounty on you an yo team My nigga hit me on the phone and he said he need a come up Know he gotta keep it on him cause then niggas looking at him like a come up Running off if the plug try to tax me I don't trust him never show him where the packs be Kind of sketchy, trying to meet me on the backstreet Pocket rocket with the Draco on the backseat Trap money way longer than my rap sheet Skipped court, commonwealth trying to catch me Switch hands, skr-skr with the leftie Keep the iron case a nigga try to press me Best life, rocking ice like I'm Gretzky Smoking loud, fucking hoes, living stress-free I ain't tripping off the shit, it don't affect me Bout a dollar you can find me where the check be Wish a nigga caught himself trying to check me Four-pound eat him up, holla "check, please. Ain't got to like you, nigga, gone respect me I'm on the west coast shopping for the best tree Beezy booked a flight, in and out the same night I ain't even pack a bag, just a perc and a sprite Chirping two phones and I'm working 'em right You went to sleep I'm a work through the night On affidavits I know you ain't right Point out one of mine, you gone pay with your life I did the race and escaped from the vice She get this pipe but she can't stay the night Nigga please, like fleas to the big dog Get's hot, nigga shitting got him pissed off Dick sticky, wet wipes for the lip gloss Whip like a spaceship 'bouta lift off Water drippin' ouu I got to dry the wrist off And it's always next day when we ship off Get the drop, lay on 'em let the clip off Make sure his body drop, 'fore you dip off Tough guys turn to bitch when it's stick talk Mini-me, that's my style, you done ripped off Love a boss, so them panties 'bouta slip off Played yourself if you thinking I'm a trick off I rather drop the top, show the tits off Need one, 'bouta Jada, set this bitch off Fuck a plaque, shit this pack, I got rich off I'm just picking up paper, dropping dick off