[Intro]
Nah don't come out here
Nah don't come out here
Nah don't come out here
420 Tiesto

[Chorus]
She treat her pussy like Pi'erre, bitch nah don't come in here (nah don't come in here)
I do not wanna party 'less I get my gun in there (fuck)
Ain't no 1 on 1, you fuck around get jumped in here (you get jumped)
I feel like Gun Number 'cause I don't give a fuck in here (I don't give a fuck)
My shooter's ain't shoot up yo' crib because yo' son was there (pow, pow, pow)
These female's pull my crib and shake they derrière (come out here)
Playin' Ding-Dong-Ditch with yo' crib when it's no one there (ding, ding, ding)
We might just run inside your crib, take your interior

[Verse 1]
She call my phone like, "Nato why don't you just come out here?"
I got my own crib, you might just have some fun out here (have some fun)
I might just pull up if I'm on the run and stunt on there
I don't fuck with these rapper's, I'm bein' blunt in here
I got bitches that's gon' bust it, they gon' twerk in here
I got trapper's that's gon' bring me all my work in here
I feel like Santa 'cause I got all these lil' workin' deer's
I'm 'bout kill this pussy, I feel like I need a tear
I kill that bih from the back, I make her disappear
I need the ice on my neck and my wrist and my ears to be crystal clear
I got this bitch, I'm gonna fuck her when there's no one there
I might just fuck her when her momma and her uncle there

[Chorus]
She treat her pussy like Pi'erre, bitch nah don't come in here (nah don't come in here)
I do not wanna party 'less I get my gun in there (fuck)
Ain't no 1 on 1, you fuck around get jumped in here (you get jumped)
I feel like Gun Number 'cause I don't give a fuck in here (I don't give a fuck)
My shooter's ain't shoot up yo' crib because yo' son was there
These female's pull my crib and shake they derrière (come out here)
Playin' Ding-Dong-Ditch with yo' crib when it's no one there
We might just run inside your crib, take your interior

[Verse 2]
She text my phone like, "Nato, why you make me come out here?"
I fell asleep with bars at night time, now the sun out here's (what the fuck)
All the bitches wanna pull up, twerk they derrière (twerk, twerk)
I do not know these bitches, all I need is money, yeah
All the bitches gonna fuck because they know we here (know we here)
I could make it rain and I can make it snow in here (snow in here)
I feel like Chief Sosa, I can make it glow in here (I can make it glow)
I feel like a bakery, I need all the dough in here (I need all the dough)
I'm not the horse, I'm the hose in here
Pull out pro tools, I'm a pro in here
Call up my hoes, tell the bro's is here
They gonna pull up and hoe in here
Like a thrift store, we got clothes in here
Get it right now 'cause we closin' here
Turn you outfit into Yezzy
Put some lil' holes in there

[Chorus]
She treat her pussy like Pi'erre, bitch nah don't come in here (nah don't come in here)
I do not wanna party 'less I get my gun in there (fuck)
Ain't no 1 on 1, you fuck around get jumped in here (you get jumped)
I feel like Gun Number 'cause I don't give a fuck in here (I don't give a fuck)
My shooter's ain't shoot up yo' crib because yo' son was there
These female's pull my crib and shake they derrière (twerk, twerk)
Playin' Ding-Dong-Ditch with yo' crib when it's no one there
We might just run inside your crib, take your interior