ฟังเพลงComing Home (Explicit)

Coming Home (Explicit) - Curren$y/Trauma Tone/Don Toliver

Lyrics by：Shante Franklin/Caleb Toliver/John A. Carrington Jr/Markino Hay

Composed by：Shante Franklin/Caleb Toliver/John A. Carrington Jr/Markino Hay

Produced by：Trauma Tone/Kino Beats

His name is Kino Beats

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Trauma Tone

Uh

Yeah I don't know her name but I'm fillin' up her glass

And I'm passin' up the w**d and I'm feelin' on her a*s

And I'm probably finna leave in one of them car that go fast

And she tryna slide with me she know she gon' have a blast

In a '96 Impala Forgiattos paper tags

On the gas got a squadron motor growlin' when I pass

If you spot me then just holla I can't stop I gotta mash

Grab a bag split in half drag a portion to the stash

Rollin' fire with my staff parking lot full of that

It's just so cold you don't even know what you're lookin' at

Yeah I don't know her name but I'm fillin' up her glass

And I'm passin' up the w**d and I'm feelin' on her a*s

And I'm probably finna leave in one of them car that go fast

And she tryna slide with me she know she gon' have a blast

I'm walkin' home home yeah home yeah

You won't leave me alone yeah alone yeah alone

She order drinks to stay up

Up

The Nine stay tucked

We ridin' all day I got the keys to the truck

Keys to the truck

Finally found what it means to us

Us

Suicide doors it's a suicide bus

In the CSI leanin' it got all ten guts

Hit my jeweller up rendezvous for ante cuts

You tried to police her but she all for us

All for us all for us

Yeah I don't know her name but I'm fillin' up her glass

And I'm passin' up the w**d and I'm feelin' on her a*s

And I'm probably finna leave in one of them car that go fast

And she tryna slide with me she know she gon' have a blast

In a '96 Impala Forgiattos paper tags

On the gas got a squadron motor growlin' when I pass

If you spot me then just holla I can't stop I gotta mash

Grab a bag split in half drag a portion to the stash

Rollin' fire with my staff parking lot full of that

It's just so cold you don't even know what you're lookin' at

Poured up

Window down smellin' like a pound paint wet

Nice sounds whip still clean to touch the ground

That's a shame it's the game I can't change what I'm 'bout

Rollin' through the age gettin' higher off the fly

She ain't do that **** for you got with me and she was 'bout it

You wanna kill somebody 'bout it you need therapy for your problems

Yeah I don't know her name but I'm fillin' up her glass

And I'm passin' up the w**d and I'm feelin' on her a*s

And I'm probably finna leave in one of them car that go fast

And she tryna slide with me she know she gon' have a blast

In a '96 Impala Forgiattos paper tags

On the gas got a squadron motor growlin' when I pass

If you spot me then just holla I can't stop I gotta mash

Grab a bag split in half drag a portion to the stash

Rollin' fire with my staff parking lot full of that

It's just so cold you don't even know what you're lookin' at

In a '96 Impala paper tags

On the gas got a squadron when I pass

If you spot me then just holla

Grab a split in a portion to the stash