DefNOTBio - Here I Come lyrics
[DefNOTBio - Here I Come lyrics]
I am a king up in my palace
You know that I get it
Poppin' like I'm Alice
This artist paints a picture with his talents
This rappin' ain't a fuckin' challenge
I'll body any one, and any beat
Come and get a casket i really don't give a
Shit, I'm bussin' bitch, like porno clips
Like he got the sauce he gonna drip
Strap just like a belt got it round my hip
Get wet if he trip, fuck it give him the slip
Get bagged like some luggage
I'm baggin' these hunnids', i'm
Cold like a summit, Nick Cannon I'm drummin
Get bust when I'm comin
I am too hot yo bitch blew me down
She don't miss you when you outta town
Don't fuck with I will wet
You up til you drown, i fell
In love with that sound, come
On and try it now, get served like a pound
Hoppin' on tracks like a hound
I could make Cujo look like a bitch
Aunt Vivian the clip, I mean
I'll switch up that bitch
And start unloadin' quick
You know the new dude saucy like some pasta
Like a pick I'm posted
Up with my shottas, we janitors with
The moppas, take off ya toppas
Candy Man yo bitch be with the monster
I got her hooked like a fish, she givin'
You a fit, I'm givin' her this dick
We lit like
A bic, when I'm done, I kick her out, I'm
Not sorry bitch, two guns on my hip
I'm shootin' both of them bitches
On some iCarly shit
I'm Ballin' with the guns in my stash like
I'm Harvey bitch, I can't fuck with nobody
They be quick to tell some shit, and
If they do then I'm Harry Potter
Grab that stick and chase a snitch
Come on I do this with
Ease, sayin' that I'm trash
Man who you kiddin' please
I'm not yo baby momma
Enough with that drama, in my future I'm
Fuckin' up commas, me and SL
Just tryna chase a bag
Man shouts out to SL I got yo back
Talkin' down on the squad and
That will be yo last, learn
How to keep up with the
Pack, change how you act
I promise you will get whacked
They though I was a pussy til like a dyke
I showed up with that strap
If I'm rollin' like dice then
Im shootin' like craps, will
He ever calm down on a track, maybe, perhaps
When you give him his bag, If you run up I
Will blast, empty the clip
Reload that bitch, and give him
So more like he taxed
They say that he needs to relax
You know that I get it
Poppin' like I'm Alice
This artist paints a picture with his talents
This rappin' ain't a fuckin' challenge
I'll body any one, and any beat
Come and get a casket i really don't give a
Shit, I'm bussin' bitch, like porno clips
Like he got the sauce he gonna drip
Strap just like a belt got it round my hip
Get wet if he trip, fuck it give him the slip
Get bagged like some luggage
I'm baggin' these hunnids', i'm
Cold like a summit, Nick Cannon I'm drummin
Get bust when I'm comin
I am too hot yo bitch blew me down
She don't miss you when you outta town
Don't fuck with I will wet
You up til you drown, i fell
In love with that sound, come
On and try it now, get served like a pound
Hoppin' on tracks like a hound
I could make Cujo look like a bitch
Aunt Vivian the clip, I mean
I'll switch up that bitch
And start unloadin' quick
You know the new dude saucy like some pasta
Like a pick I'm posted
Up with my shottas, we janitors with
The moppas, take off ya toppas
Candy Man yo bitch be with the monster
I got her hooked like a fish, she givin'
You a fit, I'm givin' her this dick
We lit like
A bic, when I'm done, I kick her out, I'm
Not sorry bitch, two guns on my hip
I'm shootin' both of them bitches
On some iCarly shit
I'm Ballin' with the guns in my stash like
I'm Harvey bitch, I can't fuck with nobody
They be quick to tell some shit, and
If they do then I'm Harry Potter
Grab that stick and chase a snitch
Come on I do this with
Ease, sayin' that I'm trash
Man who you kiddin' please
I'm not yo baby momma
Enough with that drama, in my future I'm
Fuckin' up commas, me and SL
Just tryna chase a bag
Man shouts out to SL I got yo back
Talkin' down on the squad and
That will be yo last, learn
How to keep up with the
Pack, change how you act
I promise you will get whacked
They though I was a pussy til like a dyke
I showed up with that strap
If I'm rollin' like dice then
Im shootin' like craps, will
He ever calm down on a track, maybe, perhaps
When you give him his bag, If you run up I
Will blast, empty the clip
Reload that bitch, and give him
So more like he taxed
They say that he needs to relax