Nikko - Come Back Lyrics

Got me some bitches I'm switching them out
If she don't get her way I swear she gone pout
My bitches they love me send bags to they house
Don't got no babies I pull out like couch
Designer my fashion designer her pouch
Told me she love me I see through her smile
Whenever she tripping I don't come around
I got like ten bitches I hold them all down
I got hundreds on me
Think thats the reason they f*cking for free
Really don't matter they leeches I see
Found out bout Leiyah and said leave her be
Told her I love I lied through my teeth
Hit her no rubber she wet up the sheets
Got on her knees thought she had an epiphany
Know she my favorite I drip her in Tiffany
Death do us part, my bitches gone sin for me
Old bitches history, knowing they missing me
Call up my phone I decline that shit instantly
Thinking we meant to be you f*cked up mentally
I'm a rockstar I cant change my identity
I gotta slow down
F*cking wit too many hoes now
Cant even keep the count
Don't got a ring so I kick that bitch out
Why did she think she could stay at my house
Why did he think we could hit this shit out
My brother a shooter he'll blow your shit down
Bullets flying and they breaking your crown
Me and 1millie we made it, we came from the ground
A millie a make my mom and dad proud
Wish they was together when I was a child
Now they just argue they wanna be childish
Back to the subject I don't wanna start shit
Get in the coupe and it turn to a starship
Galactic my whip and galactic my hoes
Im outer space so my water still froze
Remeber when bitches would call me they bro
Im young and I'm rich I wont go back to broke
If you ain't got money you cant be my hoe
Got me some bitches I'm switching them out
If she don't get her way I swear she gone pout
My bitches they love me send bags to they house
Don't got no babies I pull out like couch
Designer my fashion designer her pouch
Told me she love me I see through her smile
Whenever she tripping I don't come around
I got like ten bitches I hold them all down
Rockstar my lifestyle I cant change my style
Feeling like Guwop got ice by my smile
1017 be the time on the dial
She want to party she want to get wild
Put her on the team just incase a bitch foul
Substitute a hoe she been in for a while
Call a timeout we been f*cking for a hour
Say the wrong name and I blame it on role play
She turn around throw it back and say ok
Im wilding I'm tripping I'm thinking its no way
I pull out I hop up can't stay in like snow day
How in the hell am I used to this shit
Got different hoes and they sending me pics
And not to mention they sucking my
Feeling like future I'm doing this shit
Only one difference I ain't got no kids
Only one mission to get this shit in
You cuffing you tripping we way more than friends
She ride my dick like that shit was a trend
You do it right I'm a buy you a benz
Cant even sleep know I'm f*cking her friend
Christian Dior but my life full of sin
I up the standard no regular men
Told her I cheated she come back again
Come back again
She come back again