Come for Me lyrics
by Ian Isiah
[Verse 1]
Uh
I'm sitting up comfortably
You is not comfortable
Same b*tches come for me, never do come for me
What is this something that these b*tches want from me
Must be the sight that I'm livin', so
Into the race and I'm owning the course
You talkin' bout sh*t that you can't even sport
Livin' real large, right up on Mars
Up the space cars, the city is ours
[Verse 2]
Never been a fan, never been a jan
Never in the band, only one, b*tch I'm all about the gram
All black gear in this b*tch like I'm Wesley
Sniper on my side, yeah I'm callin' him my bestie
You don't wanna check me, do you wanna stoop now?
b*tches in the hefty
Mad cuz' my name ring bells with 'em
Mad cuz' my spot, that you want it, but that it ain't yours