Come Correct Lyrics

I've been swerving on the eway, I've been thinking 'bout crashin

I've been making so much money, they be thinking it's magic

But I've been putting in the work, yeah I made this shit happen

Got designer on me now, little bitch you can't have it

All up in my phone, yeah she tryna come flirt

She could be the baddest bitch, but she won't be my first

And she only hit me up, want Chanel on her purse

But I get what I want, then she's kicked to the curb

If you tryna talk to me you better come correct

Yeah, your bitch in my phone she tryna fuck me for a check

I got hella hoes on me like girl what you expect?

Yeah, I think I'm addicted babe you like my cigarette

If you tryna talk to me you better come correct

Yeah, your bitch in my phone she tryna fuck me for a check

I got hella hoes on me like girl what you expect?

Yeah, I think I'm addicted babe you like my cigarette

Yeah I'm sorry Mama, I've been living real reckless

I've been tryna hit your phone, but you ain' get my message

And I've been stacking hella guala just to get you that necklace

Matte black on the Porsche, you would think I was headless

1300 for the feature, but it ain' bad luck

Bet it all on the kid and you can't fuck it up

If you ain' first, then you last, this a Talledega night

I just hope you wait on me, cause I'm gonna get you right

All up in my phone, yeah she tryna come flirt

She could be the baddest bitch, but she won't be my first

And she only hit me up, want Chanel on her purse

But I get what I want, then she's kicked to the curb

If you tryna talk to me you better come correct

Yeah, your bitch in my phone she tryna fuck me for a check

I got hella hoes on me like girl what you expect?

Yeah, I think I'm addicted babe you like my cigarette

If you tryna talk to me you better come correct

Yeah, your bitch in my phone she tryna fuck me for a check

I got hella hoes on me like girl what you expect?

Yeah, I think I'm addicted babe you like my cigarette