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come up (feat. julius sacred) - lil dild lyrics

they sleep on me now but i’m coming up
you rap like a b*tch you a son of a
i ball on the track yeah i run it up
i ain’t cutting the slack you get written up

they sleep on me now but i’m coming up
i run it up
i double your bank with a hunnid bucks
got these b*tches on me like a son of one
i ain’t stopping till i get to number one
me and this beat tied the knot b*tch yeah look at these laces
i’m running it up racks in the ceiling i rap in the bas*m*nt

i’m up like i’m russell and sh*t i be balling and swishing a 3 like i’m westbrooke
shine on a hoe you should see how my neck look i get her digits this sh*t how my check look

stomp on this sh*t like i’m k!lling a bug
you give ‘em the love you ain’t getting the trust back
ain’t no sh*t that is real is a fun fact

they sleep on me now but i’m coming up
you rap like a b*tch you a son of a
i ball on the track yeah i run it up
i ain’t cutting the slack you get written up

they sleep on me now but i’m coming up
i run it up
i double your bank with a hunnid bucks
got these b*tches on me like a son of one
i ain’t stopping till i get to number one

sacred on the track
ayy, too many b*tches been hittin’ my phone
i might just let that b*tch ring
i got sauce like frank’s on me
put that sh*t on everything
married to the money i might buy that b*tch a diamond ring
huh, yeah, we might wet yo’ block up like a f*ckin’ sink
ayy, ayy, light up the reefer that sh*t finna stank
i got some codeine all up in my drank
i’m off a perc and i can’t even think
cuban b*tch, she wanna link
uh, wait, uh, woah
playboy like i’m hugh hefner
block hot like a ghost pepper
jordan 12’s, i’m a big stepper
no cap, this a new era
hold the pistols, ambidextro’
ayy, rocking the 1017 alyx, lil’ b*tch
they sleep on me now but i’m coming up
you rap like a b*tch you a son of a
i ball on the track yeah i run it up
i ain’t cutting the slack you get written up

they sleep on me now but i’m coming up
i run it up
i double your bank with a hunnid bucks
got these b*tches on me like a son of one
i ain’t stopping till i get to number one

doesnt give a f*ck, doesnt care at all really
he don’t care no more (yyyeah it seems like dild dont care no more)
tough to give advice to somebody who dont care no more
you can rap circles around anybody you want, thats apparent

d*mn
but when i come up what will i really gain
even if i work my up all the ranks
some people will never look at me the same
i got these ladies showing me they taints
everywhere i go my music in da place
milatent on the beat put your raps at the stake
a lot on my plate she think it’s tectonic the way that we shaking

shake shake shake shake shake
i’m in my bag yeah get out
way way way way way
this sh*t that i brag not always the
case case case case case
practicing for my come up
practicing for my come up
practicing for my come up
practicing for my come up
yeah
this sh*t so grimey sh*t so mean
cut a check then dip the scene
i do what i say don’t say what i mean
i double my bank then hand em the fees
go hard in the paint just to color the streets huh

pull up in a honda ain’t throwing a fit
swishing a bucket y’all checkin ya list huh
i know some b*tches who would suck a d*ck for the clout, they selling they soul for a pick
i got some feelings toward people who go to the steeple to find that lil trick to get bands

bands bands
you got hoes i got stans
you got clothes i got brands
i got flows in my pants
watch me come up not playing

this sh*ts taking forever can we hurry the f*ck up?

- lil dild lyrics

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