Ciscaux - Come Thru lyrics

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Ciscaux - Come Thru lyrics

[Intro] (The world is yours) [Chorus: 1nonly] Like, sh*t, fu*k, damn, hold up, wait just a minute Too much money, pockets can't fit it Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit b*tch call me, said she want to visit Come through, b*tch, fu*k you Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon Like, sh*t, fu*k, damn, hold up, wait just a minute Too much money, pockets can't fit it Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit b*tch call me, said she want to visit Come through, b*tch, fu*k you Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon, done soon, b*tch [Verse 1: Shady Moon] We don't make music, we talk sh*t Bad b*tch from the party finna pop sh*t Emo b*tch 'causе I been wanna rock sh*t Tell me what the fu*k is this nonsеnse, damn Got ten on the 'gram, huh But he don't got ten in his hand Talk down, but you been a fan b*tch, I been somewhere you don't wanna ever stand I got plugs in state, I might fly to Atlanta Three hoes at the crib, b*tch, I feel like Santa Bruce Lee, kick flippin', I'm goin' bananas Kick a b*tch out quit, I don't got no manners She's so damn bad, but she not for me Chained down, neck tat, red eyes on green Girl's toxic as fu*k, wonder where she sees Real rude b*tch, she for real just like me (Yeah, ayy) [Verse 2: Ciscaux] Yeah, she just like me, go bestie, go I can't deal with no friendly hoe So bad, might take her to Mexico If you're ready to leave, then just let me know This fit right here, it cost me a rent day Busy getting money, I don't care what the rest say Talk to me short, I'ma leave yo' ass stretched, ayy Leave her walkin' out like she just hit leg day Zoey 101, are you ready? Pistol by my side, it get heavy Whip the new Porsche like an old-school Chevy They steal all my flows and they actin' so friendly I swear y'all a joke, but that sh*t isn't funny You copy my looks, but you still lookin' bummy The flow like the drip of the nose 'cause it's runny My b*tch know my songs, so she bounce like a bunny [Chorus: 1nonly] Like, sh*t, fu*k, damn, hold up, wait just a minute Too much money, pockets can't fit it Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit b*tch call me, said she want to visit Come through, b*tch, fu*k you Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon Like, sh*t, fu*k, damn, hold up, wait just a minute Too much money, pockets can't fit it Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit b*tch call me, said she want to visit Come through, b*tch, fu*k you Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon, done soon, b*tch [Outro: 1nonly] Come through, b*tch, fu*k you C-Come through, b*tch, fu*k you C-Come through, b*tch, fu*k you C-Come through, b*tch, fu*k you, fu*k you Come through, b*tch, fu*k you C-Come through, b*tch, fu*k you C-Come through, b*tch, fu*k you fu*k you, fu*k you, fu*k you, f-f-f