Chrissy Jane – Come Up lyrics

If it aint about about a come up then what you talkin bout'
I aint getting out of pocket, I aint never chasing clout
It's a thing about a G we aint never selling out ayy
We aint never selling out
On a grind in my bag that's where you'll find me
Aint no weak bih but you could still try me
And I keep a lil thang in case they slide on me ayy
In case they slide on me

This is for my woahs in the dirty dirty
Love me like Cole love Big Shirley
I Like my liq straight but my love weave curly
Still a gangsta bih yea just a bit girly
Fresh as f*** and yea I’m from the dirty south
Catch a fade or we gone bring them thirties out
Make you watch while I gun but f*** ya spouse
Wanted smoke now they all got cotton mouth. Dry as f***
Try me I want you to push ya luck
I’m at ya neck like a button up
Come through on ya head duck duck
You gone see these Ls no delivery truck
Whole team gunning it’s like a task force
Dummies learn quick on this crash course
Begging ain’t option not even a last source
If you want pressure well sh** just ask for us
Stay lit it’s like a bonfire
Voices in my head Lizzie McGuire
Before push starts it was Hotwire.
In the streets more than car tires
Doing the dash f*****n up the road
B.A. with cs and fs on my clothes
Look at how far I’ve come only lord knows
Standing on 10 pedicured toes

If it aint about about a come up then what you talkin bout'
I aint getting out of pocket, I aint never chasing clout
It's a thing about a G we aint never selling out ayy
We aint never selling out
On a grind in my bag that's where you'll find me
Aint no weak bih but you could still try me
And I keep a lil thang in case they slide on me ayy
In case they slide on me

Bags under my eyes is from getting to the bag
Bags under my eyes is from getting to the bag
Bags under my eyes is from getting to the bag
Closet looking like a whole saks fifth rack

Never fit in gotta a mind of my own
B****es wanna try me I bet she fuckin won’t
I need my cash in advance no pay day loans
That money counter put me in my zone
Last girl ran up she got done up
Hot girl step on the scene the whole place bun up
I’m a boss, patrona, dondadda
Closing deals you best men are fronters
Ain’t pointing out my mans while sitting on the stand
You niggas cross homies ova couple grams
You hoes snake ya besties for a n***a that scams
Say you wouldn’t do it but you do it for the gram
Can’t believe everything they whisper in your ear
Just because you’re here don’t mean you really here
Said you prayed for me that don’t mean it was sincere
They sell out more than auctioneers
Trust who? I count my money from the atm !
Forever grinding from 8pm to 8pm
My cups full gotta take a sip from the brim
Keep a blade close in case I gotta give A trim

If it aint about about a come up then what you talkin bout'
I aint getting out of pocket, I aint never chasing clout
It's a thing about a G we aint never selling out ayy
We aint never selling out
On a grind in my bag that's where you'll find me
Aint no weak bih but you could still try me
And I keep a lil thang in case they slide on me ayy
In case they slide on me

Bags under my eyes is from getting to the bag
Bags under my eyes is from getting to the bag
Bags under my eyes is from getting to the bag
Closet looking like a whole saks fifth rack