Come Around ft. William $hawn Lyrics

You don't wanna talk about

All the skeletons in ya closet

You hate when we come around

Cuz the real make you nauseous

Think before you run ya mouth

Cuz my niggas stay cautious

You just do it for the clout

Yeah we really on that boss shit

Pull up, hop out, watch me stunt

Do it for the team

Grind for everything I want

I got Lambo dreams

I been cooking up that crack

Yeah we serving fiends

Cash rules everything around me

Yeah that fucking CREAM

We ain't really with the nonsense

So, think twice before you cross us

I been treating boujee bitches like they options

And I been cutting out these fakes in the process

I got the shawty of your dreams at my concert

After my set ima turn her to a monster

And she keep rocking all my clothes like she sponsored

And when it's time to cut that cake I'll do the honors

Nigga be honest

Why the fuck you niggas think you so accomplished?

I got a cloth on my lap when I sat down

And I got clear landing when I lay my Mac down

A lot of people do they talking in the background

When they know they ain't fucking with the kid tho

When they see me they gone treat me like I'm kinfolk

And I'm screaming fuck the world like a nympho

My whip hella tinted

My bitch photogenic

My fit authentic

I'm so self centered

Got people in my phone I ain't heard from in a minute

Tryna tell me that miss me but it didn't make a difference

If said it then I meant it

I hope you get offended

Everything hitting young nigga need a pennant

Push it to the limit

I ain't with the gimmicks

Gotta keep my Jesus piece a nigga superstitious

You don't wanna talk about

All the skeletons in ya closet

You hate when we come around

Cuz the real make you nauseous

Think before you run ya mouth

Cuz my niggas stay cautious

You just do it for the clout

Yeah we really on that boss shit

Pull up, hop out, watch me stunt

Do it for the team

Grind for everything I want

I got Lambo dreams

I been cooking up that crack

Yeah we serving fiends

Cash rules everything around me

Yeah that fucking CREAM

93 baby got yo bitch on drip

Find me getting wavy while my spirit getting rich

Still distribute light, gave the sun to a bitch

Gave the moon to myself then I put it in my spliff

Why you tryin to take away my place? (Uh)

Y'all still ain't got shit that y'all can say (Uh)

Upper Echelon, we on the way up

Got the schezwan all in ya face

Sauce coming by the case load

Bitches manipulating ya mind for the cake though

Haters anticipating the shine, the won't say so

The game is so give and take, I'mma climb till it ain't rope

Down like all the time but I still keep the same hope

Can't fuck with you if you is not a boss now

State to state, every day I be flossed out

Watch the next shit I drop, Cuz it's finna bring ya cost down

Come around fake and get crossed out

My whip hella tinted

My bitch photogenic

My fit authentic

I'm so self centered

Got people in my phone I ain't heard from in a minute

Tryna tell me that miss me but it didn't make a difference

If said it then I meant it

I hope you get offended

Everything hitting young nigga need a pennant

Push it to the limit

I ain't with the gimmicks

Gotta keep my Jesus piece a nigga superstitious

You don't wanna talk about

All the skeletons in ya closet

You hate when we come around

Cuz the real make you nauseous

Think before you run ya mouth

Cuz my niggas stay cautious

You just do it for the clout

Yeah we really on that boss shit