Don’t Come Around

Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: Lexa Gates] Don't go What you say? What you say? You, um, come around here (Don't go, don't go) One more time, one more time (Yeah, oh, hey) Don't go What you say? What you say? You, um, come around here One more time, one more time (Oh, oh, oh), yeah [Chorus: Lexa Gates] Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot It's cool, yeah, you good Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot Nah, you good [Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER] As I lay back Seat back, in pleat slacks, as I smoke anthrax Pussy nigga tryna get his bitch back I don't give niggas breaks, I ain't no Kit-Kat Got a soft spot for women though, I hate to admit that Said she want a gentleman, but fell for the better man A dark figure in the park servin' fiends in a letterman It's frightening the way my wrist lit up like lightning Diamond studded hands aimed at perfect timing The game works better when you're always splurging Never really fucked before, but she isn't a virgin Takin trips to Opa Locka, don't text me unless you gotta' New Gucci shoes today, but new Prada shoes on tomorrow Living on time that is borrowed Excitement soon to follow, but could be gone tomorrow Replacing that warm feeling with something that is hollow Pussy ass niggas still worried about unfollows Remember that kid that got a little too close to the sky and God melted his clay Wings and burned his eyes That nigga was I Cast down out of heaven before I even arrived [Chorus: Lexa Gates] Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot [Bridge: BLCKK] Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah [Verse 2: BLCKK] The liquor see through better than what the weed do (Yeah) And once I'm fucked up, maybe then I'ma see you (Maybe I'ma) I need another fuckin' cup 'fore I fuck it up (Yeah, yeah) You got the wrong motherfucker, think I'll let him walk (Yeah) I took a bet with the Devil, I bet that fucker think better And next time, I'ma bring his ass six shots Plus I fuck up his neck like I'm a bitch cop Shut the fuck up, beat him until his heart stop (Yeah) Mmm, talk less if you need to Yeah, and swallow more pills 'til your skin blue I'm back up on the same shit I started on (Yeah, yeah) I'm still fuckin' the press, that's why I put it on (That's why I) I only rap if it's making me more money (More money) Suck a dick, you ain't getting no shit from me (No shit from me) I seen it happen, we show up, he start running (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I spit bullshit, all of y'all still love it (Still love it) Fuckin' better than dead, I'm bringin' 'em up out of the bed Wake up I do it again, yeah, fuckin' again (Wake up I do it again) [Pre-Chorus: Lexa Gates] Don't go What you say? What you say? You, um, come around here (Don't go, don't go) One more time, one more time (Yeah, oh, hey) Don't go What you say? What you say? You, um, come around here One more time, one more time (Oh, oh, oh), yeah [Chorus: Lexa Gates] Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot It's cool, yeah, you good Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot Nah, you good