1nonly - Come Thru (feat. Shady Moon, Ciscaux) lyrics
Nathan Fuller
[1nonly - Come Thru feat. Shady Moon, Ciscaux lyrics]
(The world is yours)
Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute
Too much money, pockets can't fit it
Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit
Bitch call me, said she want to visit
Come through, bitch, fuck you
Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu
Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two
One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon
Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute
Too much money, pockets can't fit it
Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit
Bitch call me, said she want to visit
Come through, bitch, fuck you
Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu
Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two
One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon, done soon, bitch
We don't make music, we talk shit
Bad bitch from the party finna pop shit
Emo bitch 'cause I been wanna rock shit
Tell me what the fuck is this nonsense, damn
Got ten on the 'gram, huh
But he don't got ten in his hand
Talk down, but you been a fan
Bitch, I been somewhere you don't wanna ever stand
I got plugs in state, I might fly to Atlanta
Three hoes at the crib, bitch, I feel like Santa
Bruce Lee, kick flippin out, goin' bananas
Kick a bitch out quit, I don't got no manners
She's so damn bad, but she not for me
Chained down, neck tat, red eyes on green
Girl's toxic as fuck, wonder where she sees
Real rude bitch, she for real just like me (Yeah, ayy)
Yeah, she just like me, go bestie, go
I can't deal with no friendly hoe
So bad, might take her to Mexico
If you're ready to leave, then just let me know
This fit right here, it cost me a rent day
Busy getting money, I don't care what the rest say
Talk to me short, I'ma leave yo' ass stretched, ayy
Leave her walkin' out like she just hit leg day
Zoey 101, are you ready?
Pistol by my side, it get heavy
Whip the new Porsche like an old-school Chevy
They steal all my flows and they actin' so friendly
I swear y'all a joke, but that shit isn't funny
You copy my looks, but you still lookin' bummy
The flow like the drip of the nose 'cause it's runny
My bitch know my songs, so she bounce like a bunny
Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute
Too much money, pockets can't fit it
Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit
Bitch call me, said she want to visit
Come through, bitch, fuck you
Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu
Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two
One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon
Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute
Too much money, pockets can't fit it
Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit
Bitch call me, said she want to visit
Come through, bitch, fuck you
Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu
Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two
One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon, done soon, bitch
Come through, bitch, fuck you
C-Come through, bitch, fuck you
C-Come through, bitch, fuck you
C-Come through, bitch, fuck you, fuck you
Come through, bitch, fuck you
C-Come through, bitch, fuck you
C-Come through, bitch, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, f-f-f
Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute
Too much money, pockets can't fit it
Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit
Bitch call me, said she want to visit
Come through, bitch, fuck you
Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu
Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two
One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon
Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute
Too much money, pockets can't fit it
Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit
Bitch call me, said she want to visit
Come through, bitch, fuck you
Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu
Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two
One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon, done soon, bitch
We don't make music, we talk shit
Bad bitch from the party finna pop shit
Emo bitch 'cause I been wanna rock shit
Tell me what the fuck is this nonsense, damn
Got ten on the 'gram, huh
But he don't got ten in his hand
Talk down, but you been a fan
Bitch, I been somewhere you don't wanna ever stand
I got plugs in state, I might fly to Atlanta
Three hoes at the crib, bitch, I feel like Santa
Bruce Lee, kick flippin out, goin' bananas
Kick a bitch out quit, I don't got no manners
She's so damn bad, but she not for me
Chained down, neck tat, red eyes on green
Girl's toxic as fuck, wonder where she sees
Real rude bitch, she for real just like me (Yeah, ayy)
Yeah, she just like me, go bestie, go
I can't deal with no friendly hoe
So bad, might take her to Mexico
If you're ready to leave, then just let me know
This fit right here, it cost me a rent day
Busy getting money, I don't care what the rest say
Talk to me short, I'ma leave yo' ass stretched, ayy
Leave her walkin' out like she just hit leg day
Zoey 101, are you ready?
Pistol by my side, it get heavy
Whip the new Porsche like an old-school Chevy
They steal all my flows and they actin' so friendly
I swear y'all a joke, but that shit isn't funny
You copy my looks, but you still lookin' bummy
The flow like the drip of the nose 'cause it's runny
My bitch know my songs, so she bounce like a bunny
Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute
Too much money, pockets can't fit it
Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit
Bitch call me, said she want to visit
Come through, bitch, fuck you
Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu
Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two
One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon
Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute
Too much money, pockets can't fit it
Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit
Bitch call me, said she want to visit
Come through, bitch, fuck you
Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu
Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two
One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon, done soon, bitch
Come through, bitch, fuck you
C-Come through, bitch, fuck you
C-Come through, bitch, fuck you
C-Come through, bitch, fuck you, fuck you
Come through, bitch, fuck you
C-Come through, bitch, fuck you
C-Come through, bitch, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, f-f-f