come home - desire (rapper) lyrics
[intro]
(cracky on this b*tch, n*gga)
(yonko, b*tch)
(ooh, ooh, ooh)
yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
back on that road (back on that road)
back on that road, we doin’ shows (shows)
pull up in rolls (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i got that bl!ck, it get you blowed (brr)
flawless my diamonds, yeah
yeah, this sh*t got my mouth cold (got my mouth cold)
and i’m missin’ my lil’ brudda slugga, yeah
they got him up that road (got him up that road)
mh*mh (mh*mh)
yeah, you like how i live (like how i live)
i’m gettin’ fried in the hills (ooh, fried in the hills)
i’m tryna run up a mil’ (ooh, yeah)
brand new gat, it’ll get you whacked (ooh)
and my n*ggas busy tryna get a sack (ooh)
yeah, i’m dressed up in all black (ooh)
masked up, tryna get a hat (ooh)
in that maybach, sittin’ back to back (back)
we got choppers in this cadillac (ooh, yeah)
yeah, them bullets stab you, lookin’ like a tat (ooh)
pockets peter griffin, yeah, them b*tches fat (ooh, yeah, mh*mh*mh)
please come home (home)
drugs got me in my zone (zone)
yeah, i’ma have to hit you back (ooh, i’ma have to hit you)
i don’t feel like being on the phone (phone)
[verse]
i ain’t wanna do you wrong (cracky on this b*tch, n*gga)
i ain’t lie when i said you real
ass is fat and it look dumb (ooh*oh)
dnd on my phone (ohh*oh, dnd on my phone)
tell ’em, “pull up on a bird”
yeah, and i’m with that work, tryna get some syrup
i’ma mix the drank up with the percs (ooh)
see me in the field, clutchin’ on a burst (ooh, ooh)
throw the money in the air (ooh)
watch them b*tches fall, they gon’ twerk (yeah)
i’m the one that put in work (yeah)
i’m the one that put you in the dirt (yeah)
[chorus]
back on that road (back on that road)
back on that road, we doin’ shows (shows)
pull up in rolls (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i got that bl!ck, it get you blowed (brr)
flawless my diamonds, yeah
yeah, this sh*t got my mouth cold (yeah, this sh*t got my mouth cold)
and i’m missin’ my lil’ brudda slugga, yeah
they got him up that road (they got him up that road)
mh*mh (mh*mh)
yeah, you like how i live (like how i live)
i’m gettin’ fried in the hills (ooh, fried in the hills)
i’m tryna run up a mil’ (ooh, yeah)
brand new gat, it’ll get you whacked (ooh)
and my n*ggas busy tryna get a sack (ooh)
yeah, i’m dressed up in all black (ooh)
masked up, tryna get a hat (ooh)
in that maybach, sittin’ back to back (back)
we got choppers in this cadillac (yeah)
yeah, them bullets stab you, lookin’ like a tat (ooh)
pockets peter griffin, yeah, them b*tches fat (woah, ooh, yeah, mh*mh*mh)
please come home (home)
drugs got me in my zone (zone)
yeah, i’ma have to hit you back (ooh, i’ma have to hit you)
i don’t feel like being on the phone (phone)
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