Comfy ft. ATM Nado3 Lyrics

I'm always due for a warm up

Aye, aye

Speaker knockers, ain't no Rico story I'm livin' comfy, ballin' hard

Feelin' like I'm Hari, brother on the yard Laws tapped in so he can't tell the whole story

I don't fuck with niggas, they ain't never been there for me

I ain't gon' say I was neglected, but I struggled since the shorty

Now all the diamonds in my necklace, half you niggas can't afford it

Feelin' secret animosity, got somethin' for the sort it

Now they peepin' my velocity and mad I ain't abort it

Uh, yeah, I don't wanna be a player no more

But I ain't simpin' for these bitches, they be trippin' and expectin' that's a trick on em

I was down but now I'm up, do my shit on em

Team down, don't lift em up, we gon' shit on em

Nado3 poppin' out that cut, put that clip on em

He said for a couple bucks, he a zip homie

I pulled straight cash, told him get on em

Ayy, speakin' lockers, ain't no Rico story

I'm livin' comfy, ballin' hard, feelin' like I'm Hari, brother on the yard

Laws tapped in so he can't tell the whole story

I don't fuck with niggas, they ain't never been there for me

I ain't gon' say I was neglected, but I struggled since the shorty

Now all the diamonds in my necklace, half you niggas can't afford it

Feelin' secret animosity, got somethin' for the sort it

Now they peepin' my velocity and mad I ain't abort it

Uh, hey, look, I got hella plans on takin' over

Somewhere in an undisclosed location, pourin' drank and soda

I don't keep no leash on none of my bitches, hella spots like Mocha

Pop the top and make him kick the can like it's Coca-Cola

Switch the vibe, I'm in my lane, niggas switchin' sides

Startin' to think these motherfuckers fruity, how they get for pride

Keep it in my pocket when I pull it, it's a homicide

Call my sister up if any bitch wanna get out of line

Catch a coffin, catchin' bodies, bitch, I'm ready mossin

Passin' out the shots, come to collect, but we in A-Loftin

Receivin' packs and makin' moves, I feel like T. Austin

Bumpin' his gums on the track, but it ain't no talkin

Catch him walkin', then I off him Ian takin loses

So many ideas on the board, I'ma gone and chalk em'

Tryin' to get them lines inside the small grooves I'm really flossy

Wanna be my bitch and flip the switch, but we ain't fuckin often

I can't do that, baby, I'm on my shit, I'm pushin' P, I thought you knew that, baby

Can't stick around, I gotta move, I gotta get this paper

Get to the green, I feel like yoda gotta keep a saber