Come Glo Wit Me E

Come close to me. Come close. close to Standing on the block, I got the gang with Me. Smashing in this coupe, I got your bae with Me. Baby, your nigga lame, might as well glo up With me. I don't worry 'bout nobody, I got pole with Me. My shooters on go for me, that's how it's 'posed be. Got chains wrapped 'round my neck, fresh like Mr. T. If the convo ain't 'bout check, I gotta keep It brief. And when it comes to my respect, You know I'm D-I-E. I'm pouring up dirty ass drank, getting high for No reason. I ain't signing none of niggas, you know it's Move season. Said he never heard of Roo, ha-ha, couldn't believe Him. These Chrome Heart shades on me, Dawg, the feds can't even see him. Riding 'round town with zaza, smashing in this new Bimmer. Batwood look like a bat, feel like Derek Jeter. Looking for me, know where I'm at, at the Bank having no meeting. They say that I been getting fat, just know I been eating. Most of niggas be cap, need a playground roll. Sipping this drank to the slot, I been pouring O's. My hitta sold both his racks on designer Clothes. Ain't going back to where I was at, Came from kicking doors. Standing on the block, I the gang with me. Smashing in this coupe, I got your bae with Me. Baby, your nigga lame, might as well glo up With me. I don't worry 'bout nobody, I got pole with Me. My shooters on go for me, that's how it's 'posed to be. Got chains wrapped 'round my neck, I'm fresh like Mr. T. If the convo ain't 'bout check, I gotta keep It brief. And when it comes to my respect, You know I'm D-I, it's a issue, A issue. I got a pistol, shoot missiles. Baby girl, these diamonds, they not crystals. My jeweler, he came straight out of Italy. I pull up and bring my artists out, it's Official. This.44 Bulldog on me bite like a pitbull. All these hoes be going, that's so typical. Shorty done kicked my cup over, situation critical. Price on thirteen, I ain't getting on my chill, Oh. Had to go switch on the gang, but you Know I just did wrong. Ain't got on no loose, but ain't got my Hood on. Nigga try to ride, now my shooters done got Blood on 'em. Standing on the block, got the gang with me. Smashing this coupe, I got your bae with me. Baby, your nigga lame, might as well glo up With me. I worry 'bout nobody, I got pole with me. My shooters on go for me, that's how it's 'posed to be. Got chains wrapped 'round my neck, I'm fresh like Mr. T. If the convo ain't 'bout check, I gotta keep It brief. And when it comes to my respect, you know I'm D-I-E.