Come On - Yung Mal

Huh, shawty got cake like funnel

Don’t go on no dates, don’t pay for no frontal

Know who the fuck I’ma call if I ever go under

My safe filled with nothin' but fifties and hundreds

Makin' these racks, I do what I wanna

If they play, I spray, gotta send 'em to trauma

Bitch can’t get my number, yeah

Bitch, I drip like puddles

Bitch, I got my hood in the huddle

Bitch, I got my shit together

Let’s get cash, bitches irrelevant

Bitch, I’m well protected just like the president

And I still got my strap, no medal

Bitch, sit back and ride, shut up

Drive my car like Andretta

Go make it rain, get an umbrella

Bitch give me brain 'til that dick nut up (Ugh)

I got rich, a different level (Racks)

And my wrist piss, uh

Ears cost a chicken, uh (Mhm)

Pinky Dirk Nowitski, uh

And my chains drown, drippin'

Beat the trap, we made a killing

Whole gang gon' handle that business

Glock got thirty rounds in it

No, this ain’t bowling, drop a pin, we be knocking down niggas

Niggas’d rather talk to pillows

He still alive, he had God with him

Came up, still got Von with me

Come on (Come on)

Huh, shawty got cake like funnel

Don’t go on no dates, don’t pay for no frontal

Know who the fuck I’ma call if I ever go under

My safe filled with nothin' but fifties and hundreds

Makin' these racks, I do what I wanna

If they play, I spray, gotta send 'em to trauma

Bitch can’t get my number, yeah

Bitch, I drip like puddles

Bitch, I got my hood in the huddle

Bitch, I got my shit together

Let’s get cash, bitches irrelevant

Bitch, I’m well protected just like the president

And I still got my strap, no medal

Bitch, sit back and ride, shut up (Iceburg)

Bitch, sit back, I got racks

Stacked on top of racks, they fat

Don’t buy no wig, I ain’t payin' for no tracks

My brother went platinum sellin' bags, he call them plaque

Trunk got camera when I back back

Got more straps than Baghdad

Got a young nigga ridin' with me, he solid

Caught more bodies than Mad Max

I was trappin' in Air Max

Plays keep callin' my phone, wait, hold on

Broke nigga, go 'head and hate on

Diamonds ice, bitch, skate on

I don’t prolong

Get it done on sight, what the fuck I’ma wait on?

Shawty straight, shawty safe

Filled with nothin' but fifties and hundreds (Noisy on the beat)

Come on (Come on)

Huh, shawty got cake like funnel

Don’t go on no dates, don’t pay for no frontal

Know who the fuck I’ma call if I ever go under

My safe filled with nothin' but fifties and hundreds

Makin' these racks, I do what I wanna

If they play, I spray, gotta send 'em to trauma

Bitch can’t get my number, yeah

Bitch, I drip like puddles

Bitch, I got my hood in the huddle

Bitch, I got my shit together

Let’s get cash, bitches irrelevant

Bitch, I’m well protected just like the president (Mhm)

And I still got my strap, no medal (Strap)

Bitch, sit back and ride, shut up (Shut up)