Came Out (feat. Lil Keed)

Tsunami Chorus: Lil Keed Keed talk to 'em Hop in a Ghost with a bad lil' ho and I'm already knowin' it gon' come with some smoke Let's go, let's go Yes, I'm steppin' on niggas in Maison Margielas, you can get squished like a roach, yeah Maison Margiela Keep it solid, keep it quiet Shh, quiet, nobody ever gon' know Never, yeah And I'm on some real slatt business, yeah, she gettin' back doored Slatty, yeah Yeah, I came out a mink Slatty, hop out the Rolls, I look like a sink Slatty I'm with some shooters that never blink Slatty, these trousers that's on me hold treasury My car ain't rented, I'm the only one with it Nah And I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches I came from the bottom Shots at his mouth, no need for no dentist Bitch, I'm Prince Slime, don't care 'bout your feelings Bitch, I'm Prince Slime Verse 1: Lil Keed Nah, ain't scared of nobody Nobody My car got a waist, it's wide-body Wide Dare you play with Wheezy, you gon' die 'bout it Wheezy Dare you play with this bankroll, you'll die 'bout it Bah Yeah, the black truck a hotbox Hotbox You dissed me, yes, you're knocked off Yeah You're pillow talkin', you ain't playin', yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Meanwhile I'm gettin' mine off Lets' go Post on the block like Hirby Kirby I post on my block If I see your bitch, just know that I'm flirtin' She talkin' 'bout How many licks 'til it burst I kidnap the money, send AMBER Alert Shoot up the block, tear up turf Yeah 'Cause I'm knowin' you can fit in the hearse Yeah Shots fired, he'll never see a nurse You know he the canvas, 'cause we paint his shirt Chorus: Lil Keed & Gunna Keed talk to 'em Hop in a Ghost with a bad lil' ho and I'm already knowin' it gon' come with some smoke Let's go, let's go Yes, I'm steppin' on niggas in Maison Margielas, you can get squished like a roach, yeah Maison Margiela Keep it solid, keep it quiet Shh, quiet, nobody ever gon' know Never, yeah And I'm on some real slatt business, yeah, she gettin' back doored Slatty, yeah Yeah, I came out a mink Slatty, hop out the Rolls, I look like a sink Slatty I'm with some shooters that never blink Slatty, these trousers that's on me hold treasury My car ain't rented, I'm the only one with it Nah And I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches I came from the bottom Shots at his mouth, no need for no dentist Uh Bitch, I'm Prince Slime, don't care 'bout your feelings Bitch, I'm Prince Slime, nah Verse 2: Gunna Chandelier on my wrist, not in the ceiling Who got your whip I heard it's rented He done fell off tryna be independent How he get rich off the shit I invented Huh Whole lotta cap Cap, whole lotta kizzy Kizzy Broke in the trap, now I got millions Ayy She fuckin' my pops like he Diddy Keed to the top, the terrace see the city Top I don't wan' fuck her if her feet ain't pretty What Nah GunWunna, cousin, know I fuck with business Cous' Geeked up like Bobby and I'm rockin' Ricky Yeah Fly in that lil' hottie, hit her at the Whitney She sloppy-toppy, suck it out the tippy Mop All in her mouth, I busted like a semi' Yeah Fucked a bitch twice and now I need some distance Now lay down on the couch and told her, Don't come near me Chorus: Lil Keed Keed talk to 'em Hop in a Ghost with a bad lil' ho and I'm already knowin' it gon' come with some smoke Let's go, let's go Yes, I'm steppin' on niggas in Maison Margielas, you can get squished like a roach, yeah Maison Margiela Keep it solid, keep it quiet Shh, quiet, nobody ever gon' know Never, yeah And I'm on some real slatt business, yeah, she gettin' back doored Slatty, yeah Yeah, I came out a mink Slatty, hop out the Rolls, I look like a sink Slatty I'm with some shooters that never blink Slatty, these trousers that's on me hold treasury My car ain't rented, I'm the only one with it Nah And I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches I came from the bottom Shots at his mouth, no need for no dentist Bitch, I'm Prince Slime, don't care 'bout your feelings Bitch, I'm Prince Slime