Come Up

I like I like I like my niggas professin' they love Yes, I love fucking, but not with the glove We got real dirty and didn't wear glove I took some risks, man it is what it does Know I ain't shit, I accept that Leave 'em bluer than a crip, respect that My gangsta is outta this world My playa just took home your girl My sound so erect, can't you tell I go hard in the booth And niggas respect that too Like logo on shoes You a slave to Dior? You a pimp or a whore? Cause I ain't sure You niggas is clueless I do the most while you rest I do the most, yeah, the excess That is a fact not a guess Gotta nigga from out west be buying me shoes And he can't be humble about it He flew me out to DC And yeah, he made me mumble about it I got the sauce, got the drip That nigga ain't gay, but I glossed on his lips Fuck in the islands, he rolling his hips This dick deserving a tip This the type make ya speak with a lisp He the type leave a present and gift I'm the type to just hit and dip I am the premonition My existence is ammunition My ammo my composition You bitches lost, ain't no competition They waking up, finding something missing I am best on my worst day You are last and I'm first place I got head in the Merces By your girl, her name Mercedes I was just doing a hunna Getting some head in a hummer I forgot her name? Is Hunter Bitch, I'm a stunner Call me Weezy, watch the Come Up Grindin' until the sun come up, come up, come up Grindin' until the sun come up Bitches run up, they get done up, done up, done up Bitches run up they get done up I'm surprising, mesmerizing So enticing, got that ay-yi-yi April 14th, Sag Rising Aries mami, she fie-yi-yi Grand rising, gears grinding I come up Bitch, I'm shining Steady looking for a come up Guess you big now, don't you blow up You done grown up Don't you spin outta controlla Pull magnetic, where you going Popping bottles, sinning, pouring Sleeping on me, don't be snoring Give em hell and yes it's pouring Peep this ass and yes its poking Cut my grass, the rattles showing I ain't asking, I'm all knowing Crystal clear and clairvoyant I'm da Empress Call her Prophetess Metaphysicist, sociologist, child psychologist- I-I-I I am best on my worst day You are last and I'm first place I got head in the Merces By your girl, her name Mercedes I was just doing a hunna Getting some head in a hummer I forgot her name? Is Hunter Bitch, I'm a stunner Call me Weezy, watch the Come Up Grindin' until the sun come up, come up, come up Counting these mufuckin' commas If you come for my pedestal Shit could end up medical Pellets stuck in yo' skeletal Turn the trick into a vegetable This is all hypothetical Adding up like numericals Consequences, that's plentiful Killing bitches in general Bang bang Killing bitches in general Bang bang I'm killing bitches in general Bang bang bang bang