Come Thru (feat. Drilla)

Thought we fell off, ya better guess again,
I seen ya Lil messages you ni***s filled with estrogen.
If you know me h** then you know where the hell I've been, cooking up more s**t for y'all n****s to metal in.

Label me a diva cause I don't be smoking the wreafer, and I be steadily raising the bar like I used to raise the Nina. ct the top of the meter b***h I'm slicker than ya preacher, I was born in the game, you clien Sigourney Weaver.

Jealousy smelling like fresh cut celery, all I see in the rear view is y'all n****s trailing me. Hailing me, trying to get ahead me,
I only know your business cuz your b***h keeps telling me.

Duffle bag drag I'm loaded with 4 mags, three b***hes two bottles in the back of the slab. Yep I buy the whole lab cause I ain't running no tab, and you can catch me in the trap like I'm fishing for crabs.

He know, I'm the n***a taking it all like DeeBo, New Jack City h** I'm ya light skin Nino. Foul like a free throw I'm always packing the heat though, out'chea getting this dough while y'all staring through the peep hole.

Goons on deck like the Navy they all crazy, they just wanna see if ya ready to get ya hazin'. F*** what ya heard I got that work like a Hatian, don't be trying, my patience, or u just might be a patient. I'm just lacing and creating what m******s be craving, circle small but I keep it square like a mason.

Gutta gutta 40 serving love and I'm acin', Barney Rubble hoe I put f*****g rocks on the pavement.

3rd coast rider on the beat like a spider, ya got a bad b***h ya better hide her. It going down like a scuba diver, I be 1 of 2 survivors, I'm still here can't nobody keep it hotter.