Come Up Ft. Unknown T Lyrics

Come Up Ft. Unknown T - Darkoo

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Before I was dreamin’

When I made these P’s, man, I thought I was leanin’

That ain’t my ting

Now it’s, “Baby, when can you see me?”

Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I’m in my feelings

Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I’m in my feelings

You lookin’ at me, lookin’ like I’m millionaire

When I’m out here grindin’, I think that you didn’t guess

That that start like a star, baby, go ahead

Bad B on my line

She tellin’ me, she tellin’ me she won’t take mine

I’m a freaky Virgo, now, show me your zodiac sign

Amy wanna boss man

Amy wanna wine and dine

(Take that, take that)

Used to be, used to be chicken and chips

Now, we uptown, we do our current shit

Used to be me and bands

And the ting done chillin’ in the back of the whip

So, when the money came

N***** changed up, never been the same

And I ain’t sayin’ names

But the shit that n***** would do for fame

Listen, who’s that princess?

You’re safe, girl, when I brush these ones on my hit list

“Phone up”, said the misses

Gucci, go on your FaceTime, blow some kisses

I remember the days you would cry when I cook

Do you know? See, I’m jailhouse missin’

Two service, she likes holdin’ my line

‘Cause she out the biscuits

Feevees I’m chewin’

She got a top, where it come from?

How does she do it?

The man a keep on assuming

She knows that the J’s can’t do it

The Po-Po blew it

She played her cards right, she a keeper, I knew it

Face and bumper, I say I need to pursue it

Fresh BB, oh, she stand for the T, oh

She knows I’m lookin’

Before I was dreamin’

When I made these P’s, man, I thought I was leanin’

That ain’t my ting

Now it’s, “Baby, when can you see me?”

Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I’m in my feelings

Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I’m in my feelings

You lookin’ at me, lookin’ like I’m millionaire

When I’m out here grindin’, I think that you didn’t guess

That that start like a star, baby, go ahead

I’ve been runnin’ from the bus

Now, I’m runnin’ from the taxman

Say the location, Santan

I ain’t sayin’ no words, but I’ll hang man

Listen, on the way now, I’m irritated

There no Sat Nav, ain’t enough use of a flashback

I remember when love didn’t cost man nothin’

And it’s mad now, all of my joints want handbags

Shit, it coulda been us, we weren’t trippin’

Shit, it coulda been us, we weren’t bitchin’

All this fake love, man, I can’t listen

Cut man off and no losin’

Yo, where did gyal holdin’ down real n*****?

And that crack, TT, gyal, we love the best

Man, cap this PG and go feed off her ting

Big, big up my crew like, shit

Before I was dreamin’

When I made these P’s, man, I thought I was leanin’

That ain’t my ting

Now it’s, “Baby, when can you see me?”

Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I’m in my feelings

Tell me, my bad gyal, now, I’m in my feelings

You lookin’ at me, lookin’ like I’m millionaire

When I’m out here grindin’, I think that you didn’t guess

That that start like a star, baby, go ahead