Came In - Retch

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

Yeah

Came in this bitch with a thot and a forty

Just case they cross me, I get 'em up off me

Dunkin got lean, I ain’t sippin' no coffee

I get you crossed if the bitch tried to cross

Smokin' exotic, the gun hold the thirty

Applyin' that pressure to niggas that owe me

I want an AP, I’ll pass on a Rollie

We droppin' Hi-Tech and Wock' by the OZ

I’m in the drop with a bitch, smokin' OG

Motherfuck the courts 'til they free all the homies

Trizz on the way, that’s my motherfuckin' brodie

Tell me you love me but you gotta show me

I been betrayed because niggas is phony

I pour up my pain when I’m all by my lonely

It was some shit that I just told you only

Regardless whatever, this shit here forever

Ho, wait, jump out the R8, the valet don’t park it, I’m comin' back

Oh wait, I left my drink in the cup holder, I had to double back

Oh wait, I fucked two bitches the same time, yeah, I had to double that

Oh wait, nigga got booked with a load on the street like what’s up with that?

Oh wait, that bitch that you like?

Well, that bitch put my dick where her

stomach at

Pulled out then I left a nut on her stomach tat

You was in love with that, no you can’t stomach that

Oh wait, niggas be broke and they stressin', they smell like that struggle pack

Auntie came through, said he wanted to double that

Left and came back 'cause he wanted his money back

Oh wait, we shootin' for real, on my soul, you get hit, ain’t no comin' back

Oh wait, that’s that new YoungBoy, yeah, turn that shit up, had to run it back

Oh wait, my lil' bitch from the A, in her purse, keep a gun in that

Oh wait, Givenchy, McQueen, and Margiela, I’m just havin' fun with it

Uh, yeah, huh

I might just go and go Balenciaga my running kicks, uh

Middle December, posted on the 'Gram on some summer shit

I had to serve up my teller so people I’m done with it, huh, huh

A-list event but you know that the pole, it got snuck in it

Came in this bitch with a thot and a forty

Just case they cross me, I get 'em up off me

Dunkin got lean, I ain’t sippin' no coffee

I get you crossed if the bitch tried to cross

Smokin' exotic, the gun hold the thirty

Applyin' that pressure to niggas that owe me

I want an AP, I’ll pass on a Rollie

We droppin' Hi-Tech and Wock' by the OZ

I’m in the drop with a bitch, smokin' OG

Motherfuck the courts 'til they free all the homies

Trizz on the way, that’s my motherfuckin' brodie

Tell me you love me but you gotta show me

I been betrayed because niggas is phony

I pour up my pain when I’m all by my lonely

It was some shit that I just told you only

Regardless whatever, this shit here forever (Shit for eternity)