Kome On

(Mafia Musik) I'm back, come on, come on, come on, come on Hey, come on, come on, come on, come on, huh (Shoot a fuck nigga, ain't takin' no loss) Hundreds on hundreds, come on I'm in that motherfuckin' zone Back in that motherfuckin' mode Jump in the streets and I turn to a beast (Yeah) Come on, come on, come on, come on, hey Come on, come on, come on, come on, huh I got some killers, come on They gon' pop out if it's on Fuck it, I'm gettin' 'em whacked I'm in the stu' makin' songs Block so hot, but I'm still in the streets, yeah Like fuck it, dog, I gotta eat Bust down Rollie, bust down Cuban link All of this water, might sink Name a young nigga that's bomin' like me, nobody, so don't even think I spend money, talk shit all day, I smell codeine when I pee Lovin' this bitch, we could fuck all day, but we don't even speak Lovin' this beat, I could rap all day, fuck it, I'll do a sixteen Hittin' my target, I'm shootin' with aim, got a K with a beam Niggas façade, it's not what you think My bitch brown, but her pussy pink She so thirsty, she wanna link This life fast, so don't even blink Get off the boat, you not on my team I'm movin' slow, I'm sippin' on lean Told the hoe, "No," she's thinking I'm mean Pray to my god, I'm just being me Been broke all my life, I'm just seeing things Don't know where I'm at, I'm off DMT I got some Marni, new Marni, I'm fly Jump on a plane and land in Dubai I make a crack rock jump out the pot Thinking you gettin' some money, you not Diggin' out money, this shit 'bout to rot Fresh out of jail, but who got a Glock? I'm back, come on, come on, come on, come on Hey, come on, come on, come on, come on, huh Hundreds on hundreds, come on I'm in that motherfuckin' zone Back in that motherfuckin' mode Jump in the streets and I turn to a beast Come on, come on, come on, come on, hey Come on, come on, come on, come on, huh I got some killers, come on They gon' pop out if it's on Fuck it, I'm gettin' 'em whacked I'm in the stu' makin' songs