Lil Ftp - Come On (feat. Perk) Lyrics

What about Gaspar Gomez
What is he gonna do when you start moving 2,000 keys in a row
F*ck Gaspar Gomez, and f*ck the f*cking Diaz brothers
F*ck them all

I'll bury those cockroaches
Ay, come on, here, nigga, right there, bro, it's the word
Come on, let's go
Ay, hurry up, come on, hurry up

Ay, come on, come on, right behind you, nigga, let's go
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up
Ay
Boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop

Slow, ay, come on
We ain't finna run out of time
We ain't finna run out of time
We ain't finna run out of time

We ain't finna run out of time
We ain't finna run out of time
Perkz sent the shots, I sent about five
Them niggas already know what we on

And this bitch with G's, G17
You know these niggas clutchin' his chrome
I'm Brock, Damien, Perkz
We shattered the bitch, she had her head in her phone

I'ma go head, I'm 12, hop behind the bros, they fled
F*ck all them lil' niggas, they scared
I'ma laugh, 1-1, pop up dead
Kids that bull in this road and I promise he's worried

I told bruh better get in that car cause this shit movin' weird and it made me nervous
If it's opps outside, first person we see, finna run, I get them blowin', I bet they start duckin
Niggas all on lock, post it up with a five
But he ain't blow back, swear they got her for none

Ayy, let's go
Post it up on the west with a G19, tryna make nigga run
F*cked up in the head, start spinnin' for none
He came with a disc, so I came with a gun

Nigga wanted this bro, aight, come on, finna drop my mask, finna get somethin' done
FGP clutchin' fire, he postin' with 37 shots, tryna puff a nigga long
Rollin' back, tryna puff a nigga long
Outside on this block, tryna get him gone

I'm outside with a Glock, tell him, bring it on
He never drill, stop makin' all them damn songs
Nobel
Come on, in the woods, get low, on the floor

Come on, bright day, man, perched three poles
On the west, tryna get nigga gone
Nobel, heard my name in the song
I don't care, I'ma get his ass gone

He never drill, why he woofin' this song
For the west, I'ma let it be known
I'm on the east, dude, clutchin' my chrome
On the west, tryna send a nigga home