Текст песни Came In - Retch
Yeah
yeah,
yeah
yeah,
yeah
Yeah
yeah,
yeah
yeah,
yeah
Yeah
Came
in
this
bitch
with
a
thot
and
a
forty
Just
case
they
cross
me,
I
get
'em
up
off
me
Dunkin
got
lean,
I
ain't
sippin'
no
coffee
I
get
you
crossed
if
the
bitch
tried
to
cross
Smokin'
exotic,
the
gun
hold
the
thirty
Applyin'
that
pressure
to
niggas
that
owe
me
I
want
an
AP,
I'll
pass
on
a
Rollie
We
droppin'
Hi-Tech
and
Wock'
by
the
OZ
I'm
in
the
drop
with
a
bitch,
smokin'
OG
Motherfuck
the
courts
'til
they
free
all
the
homies
Trizz
on
the
way,
that's
my
motherfuckin'
brodie
Tell
me
you
love
me
but
you
gotta
show
me
I
been
betrayed
because
niggas
is
phony
I
pour
up
my
pain
when
I'm
all
by
my
lonely
It
was
some
shit
that
I
just
told
you
only
Regardless
whatever,
this
shit
here
forever
Ho,
wait,
jump
out
the
R8,
the
valet
don't
park
it,
I'm
comin'
back
Oh
wait,
I
left
my
drink
in
the
cup
holder,
I
had
to
double
back
Oh
wait,
I
fucked
two
bitches
the
Same
time,
yeah,
I
had
to
double
that
Oh
wait,
nigga
got
booked
with
a
load
On
the
street
like
what's
up
with
that?
Oh
wait,
that
bitch
that
you
like?
Well,
That
bitch
put
my
dick
where
her
stomach
at
Pulled
out
then
I
left
a
nut
on
her
stomach
tat
You
was
in
love
with
that,
no
you
can't
stomach
that
Oh
wait,
niggas
be
broke
and
they
Stressin',
they
smell
like
that
struggle
pack
Auntie
came
through,
said
he
wanted
to
double
that
Left
and
came
back
'cause
he
wanted
his
money
back
Oh
wait,
we
shootin'
for
real,
On
my
soul,
you
get
hit,
ain't
no
comin'
back
Oh
wait,
that's
that
Lambo
year
10,
that
shit
dope,
had
to
run
it
back
Oh
wait,
my
lil'
bitch
from
the
A,
in
her
purse,
keep
a
gun
in
that
Oh
wait,
Givenchy,
McQueen,
and
Margiela,
I'm
just
havin'
fun
with
it
Uh,
yeah,
huh
I
might
just
go
and
go
Balenciaga
my
running
kicks,
uh
Middle
December,
posted
on
the
'Gram
on
some
summer
shit
I
had
to
serve
up
my
teller
so
people
I'm
done
with
it,
huh,
huh
A-list
event
but
you
know
that
the
pole,
it
got
snuck
in
it
Came
in
this
bitch
with
a
thot
and
a
forty
Just
case
they
cross
me,
I
get
'em
up
off
me
Dunkin
got
lean,
I
ain't
sippin'
no
coffee
I
get
you
crossed
if
the
bitch
tried
to
cross
Smokin'
exotic,
the
gun
hold
the
thirty
Applyin'
that
pressure
to
niggas
that
owe
me
I
want
an
AP,
I'll
pass
on
a
Rollie
We
droppin'
Hi-Tech
and
Wock'
by
the
OZ
I'm
in
the
drop
with
a
bitch,
smokin'
OG
Motherfuck
the
courts
'til
they
free
all
the
homies
Trizz
on
the
way,
that's
my
motherfuckin'
brodie
Tell
me
you
love
me
but
you
gotta
show
me
I
been
betrayed
because
niggas
is
phony
I
pour
up
my
pain
when
I'm
all
by
my
lonely
It
was
some
shit
that
I
just
told
you
only
Regardless
whatever,
this
shit
here
forever
(Shit
for
eternity)
1 Goin Up (Intro)
2 Trippin
3 Affection
4 Keep Bangin
5 Came In
6 Nah Fr
7 Porn Star
8 Dead Friends
9 Trickery
10 Off the Porch
11 Gang Shit
12 Bodeine Brazy
13 Fed Up
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