Treach - Come On lyrics

rate me

Ft. Stori

(Intro)

Drop a load on em

Drop a load on em

Drop a load on em

Drop a load on em

Drop a load on em

(Verse: STORI)

I just wanna live in out lanes

I just wanna bubble bath, jacuzzi on the plane

Sip champagne, bathe in Rose

Have a couple OG's waitin' on me all day

I'm a singer for once, who spit it for once

True shit, I'mma sight a muthafuckin' bitch if I want to

They think they know me, huh, they think they know me?

But I don't let em get too close

Now we ain't homies, back up off me, back up off me

Unless you can break a couple racks up off me

I'mma get up in yo ear with my shit

Even have ya girl screamin' that's my bitch

I just wanna, I just wanna handle my biz

I just wanna, I just wanna get up on the bricks

Oh, oh that's right, I did

Ah, Girl I'm it

Ah, she slim and thick

Cuz seen that time, yeah, he thought that slick

Yeah, that's wassup, he stay true and he is cocky as fuck

I ain't new to this

Ya know that's wassup, I stay true to this and he is cocky as fuck

I ain't new to this

(Hook)

Comma, come on, baby, comma, come on, baby!

Lemme show ya what I'm all about

Lemme show ya what I'm talkin' bout

Huh, Comma, come on, baby, comma, come on, baby!

Lemme show ya what I'm all about

Lemme show ya

(Verse 2: STORI)

I'm takin' ova people's faith for every single day

That's what danger saying, that's what you ?

I'mma see Falouri and Lauri in muffle J's

Ya need to get up out my face if ya actin' foogay

That's off to the ^&*()__(*(*&^ ing-manes

My verse is effilis, poison, like the best there is

I'm a specialist, I own every list

If ya get it since she;'s done it, have to mess with it

(Verse 3: TREACH)

We'll Monopoly otha people's property

Probably the egger taker, shake a tatter, neva cop a plea

I believe in the news that hit us, 2 truth, fo real

Hit em up in a scoop-de-ville

Hit a quitter with a vinyl spiter

Triple OG trigger, yeah, ya know me

The T's to the R to the EA's

Sciens tellin' DEA, fuck 'im on the frewway (fuck you)

I pass the torch with a blunt, of course

If ya got my back in the front, of course

We ready to rah rah, yeah, I know

Willis the wyne, comin' like a rhyno

I'm whylin' for my broads

Yallin' for sum bruck

30 jers' dug, California luv

AIn't no alarm in me or harmony

Time to break it down now, Arnie with harmony

(Hook)

Comma, come on, baby, comma, come on, baby!

Lemme show ya what I'm all about

Lemme show ya what I'm talkin' bout

Huh, Comma, come on, baby, comma, come on, baby!

Lemme show ya what I'm all about

Lemme show ya