Came Thru lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, yeah
200K
Yeah, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
I came through with choppers and 4-5's (Bah)
You little b*tches played and got baptized (b*tch)
You pus*y, I heard you had nine lives
Send my locs to T-White, he took all nine
I'm too deep in this sh*t, you just on the line (Yeah)
I got like two phones, yeah, they both mine (Yeah, yeah)
Got your b*tch and the plug on two different lines
Don't believe me, that vouch, I ain't never lyin'
I-I-I came through with choppers and 4-5's
You little b*tches played and got baptized
You pus*y, I hеard you had nine lives (Yeah)
Sеnd my locs to T-White, he took all nine (Yeah, yeah)
I'm too deep in this sh*t, you just on the line
I got like two phones, yeah, they both mine (Brrt)
Got your b*tch and the plug on two different lines
Don't believe me, that vouch, I ain't never lyin'

[Interlude]
Hello?
Hey, what's crackin', cuz?
sh*t, you need three of them b*tches?
A'ight, give me 30 minutes (200K)
I'm finna knock this song out real quick and I'ma meet you at the spot
[Verse]
Sick, hit him up with the TEC, punk offensive (Brra)
b*tch, we aim for the neck, don't hit my line
If it ain't 'bout a check, didn't want no cash (b*tch)
So she threw me that neck, you in a Honda while we swangin' Crown Vics on 26
Windows dark than a b*tch, we creep at night (Skrrt, skrrt)
Try and hit us a leak, and trap all day (Yeah)
Prayin' we don't get hit, I don't fight no more
I'm too stiff for that sh*t, Steph Curry
I'm a shooter, lil' b*tch, I hit my pops
Told him I [?], let my [?]
'Cause I know she won't squeeze, you think you tough? (For real)
You ain't never seen sh*t, at three years old (No)
Seen a n*gga get hit, I was just a G (No, yeah)
You know, fresh out the tit, trap baby
I grew up in this sh*t, I don't trust none
'Cause y'all be full of sh*t, I'm dripped down (Yeah)
Yeah, I look like a leak, but I stay strapped
So don't think that you slick, b*tch, I'm [?] out (Baow)
So remember that sh*t, I just like rappin' (Baow, yeah)
But I love flippin' bricks, we got it all (Woo, woo)
From the pounds to the zips, if I catch you tellin'
We gon' cut off your lips, real sh*t (Yeah)
We don't play 'bout this sh*t, my loc gon' do it
'Cause he crazy as sh*t, big Crip n*gga
You know, I repped the six, I got a pint
Finna [?], free all my dawgs
They locked up with some sh*t, I'm from the mud
And I'm still in this sh*t, I'm the realest ever
Don't you ever forget, my mindset
It's just stuck on gettin' rich, and I'ma chase it
Till I'm fed or I'm hit
[Chorus]
I came through with choppers and 4-5's (Yeah)
You little b*tches played and got baptized
You pus*y, I heard you had nine lives
Send my locs to T-White, he took all nine (Brra)
I'm too deep in this sh*t, you just on the line
I got like two phones, yeah, they both mine
Got your b*tch and the plug on two different lines (Brrt)
Don't believe me, that vouch, I ain't never lyin'
I-I-I came through with choppers and 4-5's
You little b*tches played and got baptized (Yeah)
You pus*y, I heard you had nine lives (Yeah, yeah)
Send my locs to T-White, he took all nine (Yeah, yeah)
I'm too deep in this sh*t, you just on the line
I got like two phones, yeah, they both mine
Got your b*tch and the plug on two different lines
Don't believe me, that vouch, I ain't never lyin'