Lyrics
Yeah, I said he comin' to get you. I said he comin' to get you. I said he comin' to get you
You better watch your back before they motherfuckin' split you
I gotta watch my back, cause **** always switchin
The ones who say they love you be the ones that try to kill you
Bitches set **** up, but that's on them for thinkin' with that dick
You must be stupid if you put your trust up in a bitch
Been hittin' licks for a minute, I ain't never get rich
David asked me, do I ever get tired of that shit
I pray nighty, cause I done did some fucked up shit
If I ever get caught slippin, I'ma take my lick
Remember trippin' in a stolo hittin' 66
Had a reptile ring click that came off that bitch
Champ snitched and I heard it
I thought he was real, never thought it'd be a date
That lil' money get killed to keep it real
I really feel I'm in this world alone
Hopin' I'll be no soon when the Lord call me home
Bitches callin' my phone, I tell them leave me alone
I'm tryna make a mean, defeat me and my fuckin' folks
Growin' up in Glen Oaks, livin' ain't easy
The same **** you crawl with, won't see you bleedin
Lotta people mistreatin' me, so I feel like fuck em
You can't never sell a DS for somethin' I wouldn't got it
From book smart to street smart, you can test my knowledge
Young thug ****, can't picture myself in college
But I can picture me pullin' up in a Maserati
Flippin' off the bitches who was callin' me childish
**** on my dick, tellin' me I'm the hottest
And that I'm bout' to take her like a rocket
And that I'm bout' to take her like a rocket
Now they been sayin' that **** doin' that shit
They say, the D, I see it in you
JJ, I'm fuckin' with you, you feel me
You know
You fuck with me, I'll fuck with you
That's how it is
I know **** who really steppin
Put that trust in a weapon, I'll put your trust in a bitch
That shit'll really get hectic
Keep the guns in the cut
The Rougas and Smiths the West
Started shootin' on Flag, and hit his ass on Poncetta
Tresettas
And we all on that dumb shit
Now ain't many **** that my way, can't fuck with
Stop fuckin' with a bitch
Cause that boy was on some thug shit
Went up in your pockets and you ran
Like a whole bitch
Now I need to tell the people how you stole from your blood
You punched in your shit
This was right after the flood
I ain't never had no handout
I got it out the mud
By myself, you know I stand out
The people show me love
Hey look, I'm bout' my business, ****
And you that same lil' **** who really snitchin, ****
You fuck around, get out of bounds
Go ahead, I'm missin, ****
Stop all that actin
You a clown and you ain't with it, ****
Yeah, to you bitch ass lil' ****
You know who I'm talkin' to, you feel me
Yeah, you already know what it is, bitch
All that talkin' shit irrelevant
The chair though, lil' bitch
You know I'm comin' for you **** next
Whole 2018, 2019
Be on the lookout, bitch
Know
Yeah
One way shit
R.P. Tyree
Written by: Donte Nathaniel Dorsey