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Coming Up
by Prophecet
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I was never in class my teachers hate me
Now I'm in the booth and I'm sipping Quagen
I remember them days they said I wouldn't be shit
Now they looking at me they want to be me
Bad lil bitch swing both ways she a lil vibe now she want to see me
I cant wait to put my bros in them vettes
Put my heart and soul into this song I'ma vent
When it come from the heart it sound like you singing
When it come from the heart it sound like you singing
10cellphones I dont read my texts
I dont want to fuck hell nah I want neck
I put a stick right where his head at
I dont want to talk hell nah where the bread at
I might show out for the world
Pull up now she twirling
I might go laugh to the bank
Im coming up give a fuck what you think
Im coming up give a fuck what you think
I was never in class my teachers hate me
Now I'm in the booth and I'm sipping Quagen
I remember them days they say I wouldn't be shit
Now they looking at me they want to be me
Bad lil bitch swing both ways she a lil vibe now she want to see me
I cant wait to put my bros in them vettes
Put my heart and soul into this song I'ma vent
When it come from the heart it sound like you singing
When it come from the heart it sound like you singing
I'ma put on for the 4
Come on you better believe me
I'ma put my mom in a Rolls Royce before I pull up in that demon
Me and my bros we riding round town in that scat pack
I'm with your bitch and we at a red light she gave me top that shit was immaculate
I can tell by the way he talk and the work he putting in his shit average
That boy so capped out I might box him up and send him out like a mailman
Send him out like a mailmain
Send him out like a mailmain
I was never in class my teachers hate me
Now I'm in the booth and I'm sipping Quagen
I remember them days they said I wouldn't be shit
Now they looking at me they want to be me
Bad lil bitch swing both ways she a lil vibe now she want to see me
I cant wait to put my bros in them vettes
Put my heart and soul into this song I'ma vent
When it come from the heart it sound like you singing
When it come from the heart it sound like you singing
10cellphones I dont read my texts
I dont want to fuck hell nah I want neck
I put a stick right where his head at
I dont want to talk hell nah where the bread at
I might show out for the world
Pull up now she twirling
I might go laugh to the bank
Im coming up give a fuck what you think
Im coming up give a fuck what you think
I was never in class my teachers hate me
Now I'm in the booth and I'm sipping Quagen
I remember them days they say I wouldn't be shit
Now they looking at me they want to be me
Bad lil bitch swing both ways she a lil vibe now she want to see me
I cant wait to put my bros in them vettes
Put my heart and soul into this song I'ma vent
When it come from the heart it sound like you singing
When it come from the heart it sound like you singing
I'ma put on for the 4
Come on you better believe me
I'ma put my mom in a Rolls Royce before I pull up in that demon
Me and my bros we riding round town in that scat pack
I'm with your bitch and we at a red light she gave me top that shit was immaculate
I can tell by the way he talk and the work he putting in his shit average
That boy so capped out I might box him up and send him out like a mailman
Send him out like a mailmain
Send him out like a mailmain
