Coach Tev & Pat Ron - Ven Aqui

Yea I bite my tongue for no one man you ain't heard bout me
You should've knew it was him by the way that I talk and the men I keep
Makin a name and handling business so you gotta send that fee
That money's in my reach
I tell it ven aqui
Yea I bite my tongue for no one man you ain't heard bout me
You should've knew it was him by the way that I talk and the men I keep
Makin a name and handling business so you gotta send that fee (that fee)
That money's in my reach (my reach)
I tell it ven aqui (aqui)

Yea I came in this bitch I'm from the Dallas
Screaming my name is my name in the palace
Sippin this Pinot Noir from a chalice
Brodie be leanin he losing his balance
You on the phone again checkin your balance
Gettin too big for my home like I'm Alice
Puttin this work in by hand til they callus
Three cell phones I'm buzzing
Still I'm out of yo range you can't reach me
I'm at the crib in bout 10 you can meet me
One on the side only link if it's sneaky
I'm a good guy I can swear on my pinky, finger
I'm in the cut and I don't like to linger
In and I'm out and I turn off my ringer
Only stay long if I'm holding some notes like a singer
Ay, fuck what you on, I'm on a mission
Good on my own, don't get it twisted
Yea I got this shit sewn 'cause I know a loctician
It was never a fluke it was all repetition
Yea I put in that work like a chef in the kitchen
Niggas complaining and bitchin
Prayin they shut up and rap bitch I'll sign the petition

Yea I bite my tongue for no one man you ain't heard bout me
You should've knew it was him by the way that I talk and the men I keep
Makin a name and handling business so you gotta send that fee
That money's in my reach
I tell it ven aqui
Yea I bite my tongue for no one man you ain't heard bout me
You should've knew it was him by the way that I talk and the men I keep
Makin a name and handling business so you gotta send that fee
That money's in my reach
I tell it ven aqui

Yea I came in this bitch I'm from the Dallas
Screaming my name is my name in the palace
Sippin this Pinot Noir from a chalice

Mm
I pull I'm serving, swangin and swervin
Smoking I'm headed to Irving to go pick yo bitch up
Niggas be thinking they heard every flow til I finish this bar and start switching that shit up
How is that shit even possible
I do the improbable, nothing impossible
Random thought kinda off topic
When she give me brain only time that she logical
Nigga im optimal
Prime like Optimus
On that bitch head I done turned to a Oculus
All of my comp is incompetent
She think it's ego but I know it's confidence
20 two three I'm right back on my cocky shit
I'm finna tweet and go flex my accomplishments
You niggas lacking in commonsense
I'm mixing the THC up with intoxicants
Came in this bitch with that pack hoe
You not a movie star watch how you act hoe
I got the bag and then went through the back do'
Yea, came in this bitch with that pack hoe
You not a movie star watch how you act hoe
I got the bag and then went through the, uh

Yea I came in this bitch I'm from--

Written by:
Nathan Perron, Tevyn Jenkins

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