London on da Track
COME UP (FREESTYLE)
COME UP

Yes!
Yes!
Bitch i’m back!
Nicky’s back!
Yes i’m back!
Hahahahaha!
Uh, shit i’m dead

Yo, got a problem, didn’t address
I go at a little n***a neck like a PEZ
Bitches all up on like a dick up in my dress
Breathing in my face as if your shit is minty fresh

Never get caught I'm on top with my game
6 tinted windows and I'm on my way
I pulled up with a smile on my face
When I bump it right shawty you betta call my name

And I stay on my flow and Cash Money like a rug
Sometimes I get a nod they treat me like a scrub
My covenant is protected I'm doministic
Use to make trash, now look at me I’m Pimpin

Bitch I’m on the come up, come up
So please just shut the fuck up, fuck up
Money, bitches, and drugs, on them drugs
Guess i just want a new plug, cause he suck
And now i’m getting allergies
I ain’t been eating nut (uh)
But i’ve been drinking something stronger
Than what’s in my fucking cup, but

Me and yo bitch be making something called love (uh)
She give top, yeah she get naked
Like she sucking on my seed
She growing children, growing weeds, in her garden

Money bag, got the recipts
I don’t give two fucks like the two f’s that’s on my feet
Bitch please
Majesty, n***a you will fucking bow down to me, i am your king, you is a peasant, bitch don’t fucking play with me (ha)

Bitch I’m on the come up, come up
So bitch shut the fuck up, fuck up
Money, and drugs, on them drugs
Guess i just want a new plug, cause he suck

Bitch I’m on the come up, come up (come up, come up)
So bitch shut the fuck up, fuck up (fuck her, fuck her)
Money, and drugs, on them drugs (drug, uh, drug, uh)
Guess I just want a new plug, cause he suck (yeah he suck, yeah he suck)

Yeh, nicky going viral
Making music money on Tidal
I’ve been making all the records
Labels recording me on vinyl
She a trick
Call her illusions
Buy all these shoes
No pick and choosin

If she dip, i’m substituting
If she a twin, I’m really confusion’
If you wanna play these games
N***a I am winning, you losin

I’m cold and hot, i’m changing seasons
Boutta go cardi, what was the reason
Justin bieber, don’t stop believing
She swallow all of the semen (uh)

Got vvs’ on my wrist
Yes I just took your bitch
She giving me top, yeah she heartless
Oh damn, her face, body and lips

Got all these fucking streams
I mean since y’all give a fuck
All y’all bitches rosa parks
Uh-oh, get ya ass up

Bitch, I’m on the come up, come up
So shut the fuck up, fuck up
Money, and drugs, on them drugs
Guess i just want a new plug, cause he suck
Bitch, I’m on the come up, come up (come up, come up)
So bitch shut the fuck up, fuck up (fuck her, fuck her)
Money, and drugs, on them drugs (drug, uh, drug, uh)
Guess I just want a new plug, cause he suck (yeah he suck, yeah he suck)

Yo, don’t ever fucking play with me
Y’all n***as know, y’all bitches know I’m the fucking king (yes majesty)
You hoe bitches know, you dirty bum bitches know (grrr)
(Nicky, you a fool for this one)
Drop the strings on em’

Bag talk
But ain’t got no mouth when money bag talk, hmm
It’s quiet, ain’t no back talk (grrr)
Quiet, ain’t no bag talk

Grrrr