Come on (Chyeah)
Come on
Talking the beat, come on
(Turn me up Bally)
I’m upping the speed, come on
Fleeing the scene, come on
She’s trying to leave, come on
Left with the Gs, come on
Smoking the z, come on
Sipping the tea, come on
Jet overseas, come on
Counting the P, come on
Call a lil’ dough, come on
Making a cell, come on
She wanna bag for nothin’
You gotta hold my gun
Baby, let’s go, come on
Hand on the pole, come on
Letting it go, come on
Letting it blow, come on
Rocking the Louis, I’m making a purchase, I feel like I’m Al Capone
I sent the baddie to ‘hattan to pick up my jewellery and smashed her soul
Got a good price on the oyster, got petrol, I’m making a call
No new baddies, I got a good collection, I’m keeping it cool
Have it my way, I’m a real perfectionist, leave me alone
Caught a little flame and she wanna get sexual, [?]
I figured the game, and I’m reaping the benefits, slowly slowly
I’m tripping again, got a tablet, medicine, I’m in my zone
Uh, come on
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