C'Mere!

I don't say anything, I say nothing

Who in the fuck do you think you runnin' from?
C'mere (huh, c'mere, mm, c'mere)
Rino hand the whip to valet
Think I'ma make some racks today
I'll bring my choppa out to play
Call them laws and tell 'em I did that, bitch

They speak on ELA, it's like it's not okay
I'm runnin' a four flat tryna catch his ass, bitch, c'mere
I'm runnin' 'round with a 'K
Get caught with it, I'm doin' 'bout eight
And she wanna give me brain
I'm finna fuck that lil' bitch face

I'm in a 392, I'm ridin'
ELA, I got her on my side
Seen me in person, it's like he seen a ghost
The pussy damn near died
They better call 911, the bitch nigga just got fried
Playin' with me, but I'm not that one, he finna meet that fire

Who in the fuck do you think you runnin' from?
C'mere (huh, c'mere, mm, c'mere)
Rino hand the whip to valet
Think I'ma make some racks today
I'll bring my choppa out to play
Call them laws and tell 'em I did that, bitch