Come Down

Sosa baby

Ear Dummers

Bang, bang, bang

Mike WiLL Made-It

I flaunt it, I bought it

I talk it, I walk it

Only thing I would shoot is this load of this .40

Please, do not confront me

If you ain't talking money

Take a little bitty sip

Though I'm already foggy

Let it ring, let it all fall down, all come down

I'd be insane to complain, baby

I'm so high, I don't wanna come down

Sosa baby, GBE baby

Hopped out the car smelling like skunk

And I'm cleaned up, something like a monk

Trap wanging, something like a trunk

And I stand tall, something like a dunk

Talking about the money

Talking about the fffrrr-beep

Big baby, you know what the fuck you do to me

I'm riding with my shooter

He won't hesitate to squeeze

Any homie, you know what the fuck he do for me

Fit the stuff up in my Balmains

And what I'm talking, the sawed off thang

Knock you down, like the Chiraq Blackhawks gang

I ain't never had nothing (Bang, bang, bang)

I flaunt it, I bought it

I talk it, I walk it

Only thing I would shoot is this load of this .40

Please, do not confront me

If you ain't talking money

Take a little bitty sip

Though I'm already foggy

Let it ring, let it all fall down, all come down

I'd be insane to complain, baby

I'm so high, I don't wanna come down

Talk about a come up

Me and my young bulls playing with a lump sum (damn)

Niggas that owe me always trying to avoid me

Clutching my .40 and fucking with lil' shorty

They wanna gossip all through the day

Meanwhile, we flossing every way (way)

Forget what it's costing

We get it right back when we lost it

My G.I. Joe got the MAC in case they wanna cross me

Being impatient got me a new spot that's spacious

And I don't test drive the sedan, I take it(I take it)

I wanna shine, I wanna rub it in their faces (faces)

I flaunt it, I bought it

I talk it, I walk it

Only thing I would shoot is this load of this .40

Please, do not confront me

If you ain't talking money

Take a little bitty sip

Though I'm already foggy

Let it ring, let it all fall down, all come down

I'd be insane to complain, baby

I'm so high, I don't wanna come down

All of these bitches call me big daddy

Do so much shit in KOD

They calling me Trick Daddy

Moncler with Louboutin, yeah, I mismatch it

You can tell I'm a rich nigga by looking at me

I'm just chilling, my nigga, my diamonds dancing

You know I shop on Rodeo

I'm never tagging

I'm paper chasing 'till they put me in a casket

I swear them hundreds singing to me like a ballet

When I get that Murciélago

I'ma drive it like a Audi

I pay my ties with these strippers, yeah

I'm trying to die a fucking billionaire

Balmains, got like every pair

On top, I ain't going anywhere

I flaunt it, I bought it

I talk it, I walk it

Only thing I would shoot is this load of this .40

Please, do not confront me

If you ain't talking money

Take a little bitty sip

Though I'm already foggy

Let it ring, let it all fall down, all come down

I'd be insane to complain, baby

I'm so high, I don't wanna come down