Comme des Garçons ft. Tachii Lyrics

When I bounce out, looking at me strange like I'm a weirdo,

Loud mouth (yappa)!

It ain't your music that I hear though!

Catch me in the mix or in your bitches ear hole,

It get her wet wet when she hear me through her earphone,

Right let's go, let's kick up the notch!

Scared cause' they don't understand so they box,

I need a bitch with no father figure,

I see them nips pierce straight through the top,

She wanna be different she wanna get chopped,

This rapper dick really enticing her crotch,

Don't know a bitch boy but I know I'm not,

Heart on my sleeve like it's Comme Garçon,

My people on go if I tell them its gone,

I'm making some noise out in Asia like gong,

Skillibeng bitch cause' the W.A.P came strong,

And she so damn thick I can't see that thong,

Sad face and she gonna ask me "What's wrong?"

You ain't thrown that back in 10 mins thats long!

You ain't give me nun since 6:41 it's like 7:02 and I'm tryna fuck!

I take a bitch from here to there, to here to there got too many spots,

Know I'm talking to you but your friend is hot,

I don't where to look like my eyes got crossed!

Cocky on long like my ting trot,

I'm about my bread, I'm about my brot!

No leprechaun ting ima find that pot!

(Yuhhrr) YA HEAR MEH!

When I bounce out, looking at me strange like I'm a weirdo,

Loud mouth (yappa)!

It ain't your music that I hear though!

Catch me in the mix or in your bitches ear hole,

It get her wet wet when she hear me through her earphone,

Right let's go, let's kick up the notch!

Scared cause' they don't understand so they box,

I need a bitch with no father figure,

I see them nips pierce straight through the top,

She wanna be different she wanna get chopped,

This rapper dick really enticing her crotch,

Don't know a bitch boy but I know I'm not,

Heart on my sleeve like it's Comme Garçon,

Ha! lil' bitch, what's going on lil' bitch,

I'm rocking that CDG, got a nigga feeling too too flee,

Yeah you know I'm a boss, (ay!)

I put my heart on the line way too many times,

I'm paying the cost (ay!)

I put your hoe on rewind,

Running it back, she taking them shots (ay!)

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

She open up wide like ah! ah! ah!

Ha! Hmm! Show me some more,

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

I got some business to handle,

Gave your hoe a lil rack for some sandals,

She know I'm in my bag like a satchel,

She tryna steal on my heart ain't no Banglez,

Different angles, doing up triple X on the cam,

When I'm out on the field I attack!

Yeah she know what position I am,

Looking at me my soul it got snatched,

Take a pill and then smoke what we can,

Want a heart off my sleeve theres a tax,

I just sit back and roll up this gas then blaze it,

Then blaze it!

When I bounce out, looking at me strange like I'm a weirdo,

Loud mouth (yappa)!

It ain't your music that I hear though!

Catch me in the mix or in your bitches ear hole,

It get her wet wet when she hear me through her earphone,

Right let's go, let's kick up the notch!

Scared cause' they don't understand so they box,

I need a bitch with no father figure,

I see them nips pierce straight through the top,

She wanna be different she wanna get chopped,

This rapper dick really enticing her crotch,

Don't know a bitch boy but I know I'm not,

Heart on my sleeve like it's Comme Garçon,