Come Thru Lyrics

Yeah, knowin' that I ain't what you need

Show you yeah, things that you ain't seen

Take you to places that you don't be

I know you, yeah, want a piece of me

I want, yeah, them pieces, yeah, of you

So come, yeah, thru

And fuck me, yeah, too good

No one, yeah, has to know

About, yeah, where we go

About, yeah, which, yeah, road

We take, yeah, on the low

When you, yeah, hit my phone

I think about yo dome

I think about yo eyes

I think about that smile

I think about that night

I think about them times

I think about them times

I put you in my rhymes

You know that, yeah, I'm fire

I don't, yeah, gotta lie

I don't, yeah, gotta hide like you do when you out

Pop bottles in the club

These streets don't show no love

These streets don't give a fuck

Textin' me "are you up?"

You know I'm on my way

So get ready and yeah wait

Count fetti and the cake

Know that that's callin' your name

Knowin' that I ain't yo bae

Knowin' that, yeah, where you lay

Ain't the same as yesterday

So why you make that face?

And I want, yeah, them pieces, yeah, of you

So come, yeah, thru

And fuck me, yeah, too good

No one, yeah, has to know

About, yeah, where we go

About, yeah, which, yeah, road

We take, yeah, on the low

Swear that I'm in that mode

My pockets, yeah, on swole

I don't, yeah, wanna go

Bae let's just go back home

Let's hit the night and touch the road

Fuck me, because yeah my heart is cold