What You Came For Intro by Kole Spell Lyrics
[Verse I]
I could walk into the club and I could spend a couple thou'
You prolly askin' "how?"
How do I live this wild?
Since a youngin', since a child
I took a vow, ain't livin' down
I'm growin' cabbage; livin' lavish
Tote the grip just like Mao
Runnin' steel (still) feel like a truck driver
If you steal (still), you fucked when we find ya
I will blind ya
You won't mind it when ya mind's behind ya
Misalign ya spine like a wack ass chiropractor
Stackin' gouda, roll the blue up
All my tracks get queued up
Expensive shoes on my crew
Y'all actin' like y'all knew us
We get a clue, you get the blues
Guns go "pew pew pew"
This type is few
The street's a zoo when the money's due
Mad pies
Flyin' high
Look like Howard Hughes
Eyes on the prize
In the way?
You fuckin through
[Hook]
This the shit they want; yeah this the money
My vision lookin' blurry, but
My pockets gettin' dummy thicc (x2)
[Bridge]
This the shit they want; this the money (x5)
[Outro]
This the shit they want; yeah this the money
Outside; it ain't sunny but
My bitch still lookin' dummy thicc
This the shit they want; yeah this the money
Ain't a fuckin' thing funny
I'm ya dealer, not your buddy
It's the-
I could walk into the club and I could spend a couple thou'
You prolly askin' "how?"
How do I live this wild?
Since a youngin', since a child
I took a vow, ain't livin' down
I'm growin' cabbage; livin' lavish
Tote the grip just like Mao
Runnin' steel (still) feel like a truck driver
If you steal (still), you fucked when we find ya
I will blind ya
You won't mind it when ya mind's behind ya
Misalign ya spine like a wack ass chiropractor
Stackin' gouda, roll the blue up
All my tracks get queued up
Expensive shoes on my crew
Y'all actin' like y'all knew us
We get a clue, you get the blues
Guns go "pew pew pew"
This type is few
The street's a zoo when the money's due
Mad pies
Flyin' high
Look like Howard Hughes
Eyes on the prize
In the way?
You fuckin through
[Hook]
This the shit they want; yeah this the money
My vision lookin' blurry, but
My pockets gettin' dummy thicc (x2)
[Bridge]
This the shit they want; this the money (x5)
[Outro]
This the shit they want; yeah this the money
Outside; it ain't sunny but
My bitch still lookin' dummy thicc
This the shit they want; yeah this the money
Ain't a fuckin' thing funny
I'm ya dealer, not your buddy
It's the-