Don’t Come Around

[Pre-Chorus: Lexa Gates]
Don't go
What you say? What you say?
You, um, come around here (Don't go, don't go)
One more time, one more time (Yeah, oh, hey)
Don't go
What you say? What you say?
You, um, come around here
One more time, one more time (Oh, oh, oh), yeah

[Chorus: Lexa Gates]
Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot
Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot
It's cool, yeah, you good
Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot
Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot
Nah, you good

[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
As I lay back
Seat back, in pleat slacks, as I smoke anthrax
Pussy nigga tryna get his bitch back
I don't give niggas breaks, I ain't no Kit-Kat
Got a soft spot for women though, I hate to admit that
Said she want a gentleman, but fell for the better man
A dark figure in the park servin' fiends in a letterman
It's frightening the way a niggas wrist lit up like lightning
Diamond studded hands aimed at perfect timing
It's easy to fall for a nigga when he's always splurging
Never really fucked before, but she wasn't a virgin
Takin trips to opa locka, don't text me unless you gotta
New Gucci shoes today, but new Prada shoes on tomorrow
Living on time that is borrowed
Excitement soon to follow, but could be gone tomorrow
Replacing that warm feeling with something that is hollow
Pussy ass niggas still worried about unfollows
Remember that kid that got a little too close to the sky and God melted his clay Wings and burned his eyes
That nigga was I
Cast down out of heaven before I even arrived

[Chorus: Lexa Gates]
Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot
Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot
Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot
Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot

[Bridge: BLCKK]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: BLCKK]
The liquor see through better than what the weed do (Yeah)
And once I'm fucked up, maybe then I'ma see you (Maybe I'ma)
I need another fuckin' cup 'fore I fuck it up (Yeah, yeah)
You got the wrong motherfucker, think I'll let him walk (Yeah)
I took a bet with the Devil, I bet that fucker think better
And next time, I'ma bring his ass six shots
Plus I fuck up his neck like I'm a bitch cop
Shut the fuck up, beat him until his heart stop (Yeah)
Mmm, talk less if you need to
Yeah, and swallow more pills 'til your skin blue
I'm back up on the same shit I started on (Yeah, yeah)
I'm still fuckin' the press, that's why I put it on (That's why I)
I only rap if it's making me more money (More money)
Suck a dick, you ain't getting no shit from me (No shit from me)
I seen it happen, we show up, he start running (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I spit bullshit, all of y'all still love it (Still love it)
Fuckin' better than dead, I'm bringin' 'em up out of the bed
Wake up I do it again, yeah, fuckin' again (Wake up I do it again)

[Pre-Chorus: Lexa Gates]
Don't go
What you say? What you say?
You, um, come around here (Don't go, don't go)
One more time, one more time (Yeah, oh, hey)
Don't go
What you say? What you say?
You, um, come around here
One more time, one more time (Oh, oh, oh), yeah

[Chorus: Lexa Gates]
Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot
Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot
It's cool, yeah, you good
Think about it, baby, I've been thinkin' 'bout it a lot
Don't you come around later, but I guess you just forgot
Nah, you good