Comë on Lyrics – Yeat

[Chorus: Yeat]
(Yeah)
Come at your head
I come at your back, ha
Yeah, all of my diamonds
They muhf**king slatt, ha (Slatt)
I'm f**king the twat
I'm f**king her hips, ha (Skrrt)
Twenty-four seven, that big body flex, ha
Diamonds on my motherf**king bracelet, they on my head
Riding in that motherf**king coupe, she give me head
Motherf**king chop it all off, I chop the head
Coming for the top, lil' b!tch
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 f**ks about none of this clout
B!tch, I'm chasing a bag, ha
Yeah, I'ma flex, this stay on they nеck
Neck, neck, b!tch, I'm flexing a bag, who?
Yеah, on a jet, jet, jet, get her wet, wet, wet, b!tch
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 bl!ck, bl!ck, bl!ck
And it's lit, lit, lit, yeah, muhf**king 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 gone win, ha (Huh)
Ran this sh!t back for the deal
Muhf**king squeal, grabbing the wheel, uh
The devil gone call up my phone, lil' b!tch
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 sh!t get hectic, sh!t get bad, man
You knowing 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 popping the muhf**king Percs again
I barely could feel
Yeah, I'm taking this sh!t all the way from the back
I'm knowing the feel
Yeah, I almost died to pour that sh!t, to pour that real
Yeah, I'm in the muhf**king broad Bentley
You don't know how it feel
Yeah, I'm in the muhf**king big ol' Tonka
Swerving them wheels
Yeah, f**k that big ol', lil' ol' b!tch
Yeah, f**k 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 muhf**king slatt, ha (Slatt)
I'm f**king the twat, I'm f**king her hips, ha (Skrrt)
Twenty-four seven, that big body flex, ha
Diamonds on my motherf**king bracelet, they on my head
Riding in that motherf**king coupe, she give me head
Motherf**king chop it all off, I chop the head
Coming for the top, lil' b!tch
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 f**ks about none of this clout
B!tch, I'm chasing a bag, ha
Yeah, I'ma flex, this stay on they neck, neck, neck
B!tch, I'm flexing a bag, who?
Yeah, on a jet, jet, jet, get her wet, wet, wet, b!tch
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 bl!ck, bl!ck, bl!ck, and it's lit, lit, lit
Yeah, muhf**king die, ho

[Outro: Yeat]
Yeah, yeah