Came Thru (feat. M24)

(M1 on the beat)

M1 on the beat (That's right I just came through dumb)

(Stupid swag, I just came through dumb)

(Stupid swag, I just came through dumb)

(Pull up rare)

They said south side got weak (What?)

Tell 6 had to re-up on beefs

We ain't going no factories when we on roll with the big machines

Time tick like a panic on freeze

Phone ringing, let me flip YG's

Look at you trying stole my G's

Tryna whip, whip, whip how I heat

I need me a brown skin round one

Or like one shaped like Kylie

Don't cry when you get ID'd

Trying deus 2's up guy and get sweep'd

Straight Italys on my feet

Are you kidding me? That ting's beat

It's a drought right now for a combo

So rush prices gotta increase

What you know about sales and beef?

Had to slap up a you for his sheets

Sending kites like free my G's

I miss you bro, but fuck that plead

You ain't taking risk OT

I went nerd trying rake quick G's

Long live one a them clean beans

I gave him a taste and the man OD'd

Tell your wife, let my OG breathe

Stop comparing your man to me

I'm pissed and my bros on grease

Switch face looking mean and cheese

Head into London, let's run up some P

My neck might catch a disease

Nah, this ain't no H1N1, I'm talking 'bout permanent freeze

My situation's sticky

My afro's getting picky

All of my young bro's itchy

Ready to run in your house like Diggy

Big fur on my hood, it's chilly

She looking worth more than a milli

We already kill Monclizzy

Run up a stack, I'm dizzy

Girl they call me Litty

Big drip, you know I'm slippy

Free bro, they know he's grippy

Reflections looking trippy

He lurked and he got wiggied

22's like Andrew Wiggy

This belt skin looks real piggy

High heat that, let's get busy

Stupid swag, I just come through dumb

When I drop 24's and they don't come

We go 'round there and them man run

The .32 spin, I love that one

The dots come long so we trot those pump

We really do this, we ain't pulling no stunts

And they know this

They talk like M24's not on

My swags on fleek, I'm a saucy cunt

They cook on beats but they ain't on none

Uh, bro beat that pump

Mo, did it see that one?

In this rap thing, most of these ****'s my son

Trip to my daughter, don't know about guns

I don't know about dregs, I don't know about none

Girl lets bend your back and then cum

My man crossed the road and got bun

They are not levels I mean that one

Ain't got no shekels, they brut like dug

Lift up with 6 you're certy done

Trap that bitch, she a dirty one

Like a doll, she a flirty one

Uh, I like her though, she a flirty one

Saying we were chilling where he got got

It's the same, I smoke that crack like pot

Are you gonna talk about us? Your loss

I'm the most wanted one 'cause I'm on

Heard 'em blocks, buy some dongs

Nice in tops and I frighten them block

80's where I'm at when I'm writing songs

And they know this (And they know this)

He got cheffed and left his focus (Focus)

Wave that stick around like hocus pocus (Hocus pocus)

Nothing but brothers, ain't got no orders (Brothers)

I don't believe a word you say, you're bogus (You're thick)

Lift that doss out the ride and ball it (Ah)

Enough man ain't what they say, they're jokers (They're jokers)

Enough man ain't what they say, they're jokers (They're jokers)

(M1 on the beat)