Credits
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When I come through
Italian kicks and my eyes on you
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
[Verse 2]
When I come through
Italian kicks and my eyes on you
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
[Verse 3]
Yeah, go on in my jeans, babe
I'll be servin' fees
Stacks in my jeans, ay
Now she wanna know me
Go on in my jeans, babe
I'll be servin' fees
Stacks in my jeans, ay
Now she wanna know me
[Verse 4]
Came through lookin' like a whole key
Why you think your girlfriend wanna know me?
All this coke got me feelin' like crownies
Stacks on racks, man, I could've bought a Rollie
Best boujee Rum that's hands down
Hold your breath feel my bundle, you might pass out
Food so peng he is doin' laps round
Feds on my case, shit they boomed off my dad's house
[Verse 5]
Valentino jacket, I'm covered in Hayes, Prada, Crips and gold
I'm a shade, yeah I fuckin' choose the same color
It's beige, Rollie I plucked got it covered tape
Guys my age ain't ever seen a brick
Sportin' a car I ain't stoppin' for shit
Low key girl, you ain't ever seen this chick
Goin' in the back, man, she never seen a stick
[Verse 6]
When I come through
Italian kicks and my eyes on you
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
[Verse 7]
When I come through
Italian kicks and my eyes on you
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
[Verse 8]
Yeah, go on in my jeans, babe
I'll be servin' fees
Stacks in my jeans, ay
Now she wanna know me
Go on in my jeans, babe
I'll be servin' fees
Stacks in my jeans, ay
Now she wanna know me
[Verse 9]
Ten pound top up by the whole brick
No consign, man, I own it
I was on the block just posted
Now I got coke in bowl like a gold fish
Sick of being surrounded by feigns
My girl's ass big, it don't fit in her jeans
She keeps tellin' me don't sleep on your dreams
But if rap don't work then it's two for fifteen
[Verse 10]
Run of gold sharpies like I made me a mil
Can't before it stacks at the thighs at the till
Free S, shit they declined his appeal
Life is on road, you know who likely to kill
Nine bar of mine, lookin' like a sandcastle
And I pluckedĀ it all from a damn sample
I can't stand that guy he's a damn haggle
He at a trap stop, babe, he's a damn hassle
[Verse 11]
When I come through
Italian kicks and my eyes on you
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
[Verse 12]
When I come through
Italian kicks and my eyes on you
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
Bring your friend 'cause she wants me too
[Verse 13]
Yeah, go on in my jeans, babe
I'll be servin' fees
Stacks in my jeans, ay
Now she wanna know me
Go on in my jeans, babe
I'll be servin' fees
Stacks in my jeans, ay
Now she wanna know me
