Żyto - Comin' Down lyrics

I know you see us, flying down the plane Lame a** I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I tell those weak a** n***as Grab shelter fore I melt ya Getting jealous cuz your b**h is on me But chill homey We ain't doin nothing but "haha" Smokin on that Luke I am your father, We whip up out that lot like wala And head close to the shore Straight to my hideout She actin like a child ain't goin wild I'm like damn girl my house is not no playhouse Baby it's the layout f**in till the lights come out Eyes open in amazement now Her son likes separation We go our separate ways And you go back to your man's house I know he's going crazy You don't really know me You heard what I did to your friend and them Now you want to get caught with me Might say goodbye to him, yeah I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm like it's back to bigger business Larger goals in fact I like those wild type of women Cause opposites attract Alexander McQueens, Ron Burgundy steez In the mall on a Monday coppin Sunday's Gary Queen Imperial rose' missus And all they bodies lean But to be honest we just kick it Subject to intervene I tell them making music is life And being a dad is a blessing Living right and doing good So what's the use in stressing Jet's flying over, poetry in motion Dedicated my next project to my obsession with the ocean Thoughts continue flowing, loud packs paint lyrical vividness Tell me are you feeling this, c'mon 2 fingers, only if you believe it And if you doubt it homey, keep on dreaming Super steezy and succeeding See 9 in Da Camp believe it I'm out of mind and I"m out of sight Bad b**hes blow me like dynamite See me in the streets and I'm riding like 7 deep, just me and my peeps Me and my crew never seen defeat Got a lot of people that believe in me Can't panic now I got the ball and it's fourth and down Whatcha think I'm gonna do with it I'm cuts like Tebow Scramble like Vick for the Eagles So dope n***a might need a needle The way I flow should be illegal Who you know stopping me Just chillin smoked out on some broccoli Kickin it like a soccer team Plottin how to get this money dollar dollar bill ya'lls cream I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down I'm comin down Twist it roll it smoke it I'm getting high cause it's potent Smoking fire you chokin on that bogus We comin down we rollin Lame n***as they open So I'm throwing game like hold this You young ones ain't focused Stuck on them hoses Way too foolish She want to smash, I told her oh let's do this But I don't sweat her, got a flock of chicks Tight right there where the coupe is We makin hits, that timeless sh** Food for the soul, like G.O.O.D.I.E. did Gold Daytons man Them n***as was paper chasing But nowadays baby I wanna look good with it Chevy glide cross space when the light hit it A real n***a and a genius in the same sentence Still reppin New City with the Saints fitted Lifestyle with an underground rap spirit Still dying to get some trim off in my backseat Never pay for it, tell that b**h don't even ask me O.G. stylin Ralph Lauren Chrome feet donuts in the foreign Keep the kush and the ice gold And keep them b**hes kool aid in the movie role Actin like they never did that before But she know, that I know That it ain't her first rodeo Get her blowed, get them blowed slow