NBA YoungBoy – I Came Thru Lyrics

Four in the morning, shorty texting me down
Say she want a nigga for the slide thru
I was tryna make the pack touch down
My niggas driving, that’s some shit I don’t want do
These niggas cappin’, keep it G, which one you workin’ bitch?
And I’m too slimey for to be up on some hurting shit
He slang that iron, no 4KTrey, yeah I can vouche for jit
You be in, so you be out, hoe I’ma talk my shit
Real player never saying who he fuck with
Real hoes never laying with a nigga they hoes slept with
Tryna put this cutter on a nigga on some fuck shit
They ain’t down with me but they know I’m one nigga that it’s up with

Nigga, I came thru swerving, I was thuggin’
Getting loaded, getting dirty
He want smoke, we blow it
Make him choke it, we gone murder
Sipping potia, tryna focus
Nigga play we shoot another (slime)

Been getting dirty out my top so nigga what you want do?
I’m with niggas with no name, when you say something, they like “who?”
He lost his brother to this shit, but he gone bang til he through
And I can tell you black snort cane before he load up and shoot
I’m smoking Doja, my cup dirty, Percocets, I’m on two
This nigga acting like a bitch, but I can’t control what he do
Well bitch we stepping on you, a hundred flying coming through
And fuck that bitch, that hoe ain’t shit
She cross that line with me too, but

Nigga, I came thru swerving, I was thuggin’
Getting loaded, getting dirty
He want smoke, we blow it
Make him choke it, we gone murder
Sipping potia, tryna focus
Nigga play we shoot another (slime)

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