Cöme Down Yeat

[Intro]
(Curesful)
(Ash)
(Ahhhh)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, ha ha, hah)
Phew

[Chorus]
Yeah, all that shit that go up, come down (Down)
Yeah, everything that went up, yeah, came down (Down)
Nah, I can't fall in love with you right now (Why?)
Yeah, but when I take this X with you, you'll find out (Yeah)
They wanna take my style from me
They couldn't take no bitch from me (No)
They wanna take my drip from me
Seen lil' bro getting killed on the net, on the 'gram, go don't call me
Seen a lil' bitch told em' it's up then it's up, yeah, they won't calm down

[Verse]
I'm getting way too rich (Daily)
Yes, I make hits like this (Daily)
I could see all my kids (Yеah)
Chrome Hearts tongue with thе kiss (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm in NY, hit up Kith (Yeah)
They peeping, they wanting my drip (Yeah)
How it taste?
I'm talkin' 'bout my dick in your mouth
I got a couple of old friends, and old haters, I'm cuttin' them off
I'm in the matte black 'Z65 with the brand new engine '8 and exhaust (Swerve)
I'm so goddamn high, when I wake up, top of the building, top of the morning, top of the morning to ya' (Hi-tech)
And how the hell you get involved and you ain't got nun' to do with it (What?)
Yeah, mane the drac' go crazy, brand new cooling kit
I touched more than a M' in a year and I don't know what to do with it
Yeah, cuttin' off all my broke bitches, I'm done with all the foolishness (Yeah)
Yeah, if I record the most outside, I'm always cooling witcha'
Yeah, matter of a fact I made this song in the backseat of this Cullinan (Ahh)
Yeah, if you ain't notice this a Rolls-Royce (Swerve)
Yeah, my bitch the model on Vogue twice
That bitch too wet, need the boat twice (Yeah)
I been waiting my whole life (Yeah)
Don't hit my phone more than twice, 'cause if you do the block button lookin' more than nice (Yeah)
I done did done some wrong, then did some sacrifice (Shhh)
Everything that go up, go down, it's not advice
(Yeah)
(Up)
(Yeah, everything that go up—)