Come Collect

Balenci, Givenchy Look at my closets, I promise I got everything that you think I got the red, purple, green and in my cup I might make pink Lil Bitch she say she wanna fuck she see that price tag on my mink I bend her over and I hit it, hit it, hit it she so kink She gone fuck, and fuck, and fuck, and fuck, and fuck and skate no rink And no, that's twenty, thirty, forty, fifty thousand for the link The doctor said that I'm not healthy, told her dumbass that we geek I show that lil' bitch how my pockets in her pussy when I'm leak Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, she so freaky with it This a push to starts so I don't gotta put no key up in it Rick Owen's that's jus for the boots, I put my feet all in it That lil' bitch she bad, she bendin' over, put my meat all in it I bought that Chanel bag for her, that double C's all in it I just spent your year's salary when I was out at Lennox I be drippin' like I'm from the A, but I'm from the mitten Bad bitch said she like it on her face, pull it out her kitten Nigga talkin' crazy, blow his face, let's see what is on his mind Pretty bitch, bad bitch, up on her legs, it's time to dine I been doin' these niggas dirty and I'm not even tryin If it ain't money on my phone, I promise I'ma press decline I'm on that new shit in my bag, they never seen it My pastor listen to my music, he convinced that I'm a demon And I keep breakin' the bank, and when I do, I go hit niemens And I'm gone buy everything, cause if I don't, I am not leavin Pop a x, do me next, give me sex, give me neck Countin' checks, leave a ex, cash a check, come collect This a bad bitch's domain, metal nose, nose ring I be out that propane, rockstar like I'm Cobain And my bank is gold, man, all your money, old man All my bitches cold, man, I would never fold man