Boogie B & Iverson - Come Thru

Come thru come thru come thru all lit we feelin fine
I know I know I know you wanna treat me right
Mask on mask on mask on chat shit we go on glides
My ogs hold it tight
I knew my broski since knee high
Try me try me try me I got the cash that’s real
Run up run up run up NBA I got the steals
Funny funny funny how these niggas sleep on fields
We ain’t talking about guns and drills
We ain’t talking about guns and drills
Raymond told me come thru these niggas need it now
Real shit real shit I laughed coz they all wanna know me now
Pulled a moeyt shooting threes my broski get rebounds
10 Min we comin loud
10 Min we comin loud
She knows too much cut her off why the fuck you cap on me
Melody melody imma sing coz you know I keep it g
Snake shit fake shit stack up coz You know i feed my team
Keep it real gotta feed my team
Darco come thru with red light beams
Come thru come thru come thru all lit we feelin fine
I know I know I know you wanna treat me right
Mask on mask on mask on chat shit we go on glides
My ogs hold it tight
I knew my broski since knee high
Try me try me try me I got the cash on me that’s real
Run up run up run up NBA I got the steals
Funny funny funny how these niggas sleep on fields
We ain’t talking about guns and drills
We ain’t talking about guns and drills
If you talk on my name gotta speak facts
Tell a nigga don’t panic just relax
I seen niggas changing on their day ones
I swear that I couldn’t believe that
My bro’s tryna cop a new AMG
Yea yeaa he’s feeling like gee you
All the fake love i can see thru
Pussy nigga I wouldn’t wanna be you
It’s mad how they switch so quick
They’re asking my bro how you drip like this
If you weren’t there when I was taking the bus
There’s no way you can hop in my whip
She bad too bad make bands and splash it all on you
No cap don’t lack your broskis might just plot on you
Come thru come thru come thru all lit we feelin fine
I know I know I know you wanna treat me right
Mask on mask on mask on chat shit we go on glides
My ogs hold it tight
I knew my broski since knee high
Try me try me try me I got the cash on me that’s real
Run up run up run up NBA I got the steals
Funny funny funny how these niggas sleep on fields
We ain’t talking about guns and drills
We ain’t talking about guns and drills

Written by:
Boogie B, Iverson A

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