The Come Up lyrics

[Intro]:
Mommy you so cute, hehe
Say it one more time
Mommy you so cute

[Verse 1]:
Grateful, thankful, all of the above
n*ggas showing love
Bumping all my music in the club
Strippers bust it, bend it over, make a dollar
Try to catch me on a tour date
I been going hard now I got cheese all on my dinner plate
Cashin' out on every reason n*ggas chose to leave
b*tch I been me, now these n*ggas actin like they need me
Now they wanna call, wanna take me to the mall
Wanna designate my pus*y to whatever in they draws
They for everybody, they be loving everybody
Treat my body like a diamond and my mind like a gold mine
You a lil n*gga I got bigger balls
I play with my pus*y not my money, no I ain't a doll
b*tch I'm bbymutha I do grown sh*t I suck grown di*k
I get grown check f*ck a blue check on the internet
I be fully loaded, I be rolling, I be bout it
Giggle when these b*tches doubt it
'Cause my resume is crowded yeah
[Chorus]:
All these hatin' b*tches look like pus*y to me
All these f*ck n*ggas look like pus*y to me
All these bitter b*tches look like pus*y to me
I'ma eat these b*tches up pull out my di*k and let it skeet hoe

All these hatin' b*tches look like pus*y to me
All these f*ck n*ggas look like pus*y to me
All these little b*tches look like pus*y to me
I'ma eat these b*tches up pull out my di*k and let it skeet hoe

[Verse 2]:
Speakin' on my kids will get your musty ass spit on
Speakin' on my skills will get your hating ass sh*t on
Give a b*tch props doin' everything you wish
When you see me you don't speak
Cause you know when I'm that b*tch
She’s a sl*t, she a hoe, she a thot, she a freak
But she be about a bag everyday a the week
Don't forget that f*ck around and get ur facts checked
b*tch respect me, I been grinding harder than my teeth
I would never f*ck your baby daddy baby cause he broke
He can't choose between my throat and a car note
Have him catching CARTA for the coochie
I ain't really tryna ruin you
You already know these n*ggas simple keep it movin' boo
I'm the winning team I don't never plan to lose
Swear I got here by my lonely
b*tch I never need a crew
If you dipped when I was starving don't be reachin' for my steak
f*ck the hype I know I'm great
Stab a rapist in his face yeah
[Chorus]:
All these hatin' b*tches look like pus*y to me
All these f*ck n*ggas look like pus*y to me
All these bitter b*tches look like pus*y to me
I'ma eat these b*tches up pull out my di*k and let it skeet hoe

All these hatin' b*tches look like pus*y to me
All these f*ck n*ggas look like pus*y to me
All these little b*tches look like pus*y to me
I'ma eat these b*tches up pull out my di*k and let it skeet hoe