Young Gutta Blue Scott - How Come (feat. Tete Lowkey)

Pockets full of money Bitch I dab on you nigga because I know you feeling funny
All these blue hundreds Yea I'm feeling real lovely because you know I keep it coming
How can I not keep it one hundred How come your bitch still up all on me
Boy do you see all these blue hundreds This why your bitch up all on me
Pockets full of money Bitch I dab on you nigga because I know you feeling funny
All these blue hundreds Yea I'm feeling real lovely because you know I keep it coming
How can I not keep it one hundred How come your bitch still up all on me
Boy do you see all these blue hundreds This why your bitch up all on me
How come they mugging Everybody love me
How come they hating I got pockets fulls of paper
How come I'm dabbing I'm turnt up living savage
How come these bitch want me Bossed up big blue hundreds on me
I'm shining living my dream Feeling lovely putting on for the team
Live ain't promise but it sholl getting greater How come you pussy ass nigga steady hating
You see all these Blue hundreds on me That why you hating all up on me
That's why your bitch all up on me I keep it hundreds plus more with me how can I not keep
Pockets full of money Bitch I dab on you nigga because I know you feeling funny
All these blue hundreds Yea I'm feeling real lovely because you know I keep it coming
How can I not keep it one hundred How come your bitch still up all on me
Boy do you see all these blue hundreds This why your bitch up all on me
Pockets full of money Bitch I dab on you nigga because I know you feeling funny
All these blue hundreds Yea I'm feeling real lovely because you know I keep it coming
How can I not keep it one hundred How come your bitch still up all on me
Boy do you see all these blue hundreds This why your bitch up all on me
I turnt that good girl to a savage Fucking with a nigga that ain't never been average
How come my pockets stay lit You niggas acting funny and you bitches ain't shit
You know I'm foolishness bipolar is kicking in I'm kick down your down yea nigga we maabin
Imagine on how it ends I'm a fuck her and her friends I'm a freak in the sheets I'm lowkey in the streets
Pockets full of money Bitch I dab on you nigga because I know you feeling funny
All these blue hundreds Yea I'm feeling real lovely because you know I keep it coming
How can I not keep it one hundred How come your bitch still up all on me
Boy do you see all these blue hundreds This why your bitch up all on me
Pockets full of money Bitch I dab on you nigga because I know you feeling funny
All these blue hundreds Yea I'm feeling real lovely because you know i keep it coming
How can I not keep it one hundred How come your bitch still up all on me
Boy do you see all these blue hundreds This why your bitch up all on me

Written by:
Scott Wingate, Tete Burns

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