Comë on Lyrics by Yeat

[Chorus: Yeat]
(Yeah)
Come at your head
I come at your back, ha
Yeah, all of my diamonds
They muhfuckin' slatt, ha (Slatt)
I'm fucking the twat
I'm fuckin' her hips, ha (Skrrt)
Twenty-four seven, that big body flex, ha
Diamonds on my motherfuckin' bracelet, they on my head
Ridin' in that motherfuckin' coupe, she give me head
Motherfuckin' chop it all off, I chop the head
Coming for the top, lil' bitch
I'm coming for they neck

[Post-Chorus: Yeat]
You don't be inside of the Urus
I'm flipping it up and I'm flipping it back, ha
Yeah, I double my money
I doubled it up more than all of y'all had, ha
I don't be giving no fucks about none of this clout
Bitch, I'm chasing a bag, ha
Yeah, I'ma flex, this stay on they nеck
Neck, neck, bitch, I'm flexing a bag, who?
Yеah, on a jet, jet, jet, get her wet, wet, wet, bitch
And she look bad, ho
Yeah, I'ma check, check, check
I'ma flip, flip, flip, yeah, I get a lot of cash, ho
Yeah, I got ten, ten, ten, 'bout to flip, flip, flip
'bout to flip that Tahoe
Yeah, I got a blick, blick, blick
And it's lit, lit, lit, yeah, muhfuckin' die, ho

[Verse: Yeat]
Yeah, flip, flip, slatt
Lot of cash, big bag
In a Tonka, Mr. bad
Big body, big bag
I could say that I'm bad (Huh)
The devil my twin, ha (Huh)
They don't know that, ha (Huh)
I'm always gon' win, ha (Huh)
Ran this shit back for the deal
Muhfuckin' squeal, grabbing the wheel, uh
The devil gon' call up my phone, lil' bitch
You know when it's real, uh (You know when it's real)
I sit in the circle, I'm walking around
I'm knowing the drill
Yeah, the devil be calling my phone like every damn day
Man, the Perkies is real (Perkies is real)
Pull up, it's late at night, man, I'm knowing the drill
Man, I'm knowing the drill
All of this shit get hectic, shit get bad, man
You knowin' the feel
The henchman, my Twizz and my snake
They be in the field (Buh, buh, buh)
A blessing, living this life out here, it's so real
I'm poppin' the muhfuckin' Percs again
I barely could feel
Yeah, I'm taking this shit all the way from the back
I'm knowing the feel
Yeah, I almost died to pour that shit, to pour that real
Yeah, I'm in the muhfuckin' broad Bentley
You don't know how it feel
Yeah, I'm in the muhfuckin' big ol' Tonka
Swerving them wheels
Yeah, fuck that big ol', lil' ol' bitch
Yeah, fuck that feel
Yeah, I bought the mansion inside the hills
I'm living the film
Yeah, they want a best dressed junkie
Yeah, on some pills

[Chorus: Yeat]
(Yeah)
Come at your head, I come at your back, ha
Yeah, all of my diamonds
They muhfuckin' slatt, ha (Slatt)
I'm fucking the twat, I'm fuckin' her hips, ha (Skrrt)
Twenty-four seven, that big body flex, ha
Diamonds on my motherfuckin' bracelet, they on my head
Ridin' in that motherfuckin' coupe, she give me head
Motherfuckin' chop it all off, I chop the head
Coming for the top, lil' bitch
I'm coming for they neck

[Post-Chorus: Yeat]
You don't be inside of the Urus
I'm flipping it up and I'm flipping it back, ha
Yeah, I double my money
I doubled it up more than all of y'all had, ha
I don't be giving no fucks about none of this clout
Bitch, I'm chasing a bag, ha
Yeah, I'ma flex, this stay on they neck, neck, neck
Bitch, I'm flexing a bag, who?
Yeah, on a jet, jet, jet, get her wet, wet, wet, bitch
And she look bad, ho
Yeah, I'ma check, check, check, I'ma flip, flip, flip
Yeah, I get a lot of cash, ho
Yeah, I got ten, ten, ten, 'bout to flip, flip, flip
'bout to flip that Tahoe
Yeah, I got a blick, blick, blick, and it's lit, lit, lit
Yeah, muhfuckin' die, ho

[Outro: Yeat]
Yeah, yeah