Beatjunkies - Come & Go lyrics

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan] (Yeah Quan n***a Rich Homie baby) Feel me, Real n***a don't talk man he just do it Know what i mean and that show for it self [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] A real k**er he gone k** you and won't tell a soul Pulled up in that phantom thought they saw a ghost Boy you in yo feelings, I'll tell you so Took off on these n***as get a telescope Boy I got some issues I can't tell a soul My postal man official who I mail it too Don't lose sleep bout these b**hes, cause they come and go Don't play for keeps, can't trust these n***as get your money first Then tell me about [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] Real n***a over here baby, real figures over here baby Play with my money we'll k** n***as over here baby Counterfeit homies we don't deal with it over here baby It's still Polo, Hilfiger over here baby 3 or 4 hoes is what I Usually got over here baby Hold my paint brush, I'm gon paint yo picture clear baby You gone crash in these head lights, like a deer baby The difference between her and you is your a go getta baby And I won't try you like the truth, I considered you my lady I'm a probably watch you go crazy, my partna caught you 2 days After I got through with you, your like a bad habit I need some'n new to do,! [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] A real k**er he gone k** you and won't tell a soul Pulled up in that phantom thought they saw a ghost Boy you in yo feelings, I'll tell you so Took off on these n***as get a telescope Boy I got some issues I can't tell a soul My postal man official who I mail it too Don't lose sleep bout these b**hes, cause they come and go Don't play for keeps, can't trust these n***as get your money first Then tell me about [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] Get your money 1st, Family 2nd I put my homies 3rd and pray for these blessing I gave that boy a bird, free my n***a chicken Pulled up on the curb, turned up on them n***as Love purple herb, burn up on them n***as Love switching girls, turn up on them b**hes I'm on that road to riches, but since yo' ho insisted Navigation baby, make her go & get it I say real n***a don't talk, he just be about it And I keepin' labels on hold, Yeah I see you callin' You see the .40 on the inside of my mink jacket Go get a diary f** yo secret, Yeah, Yeah,! Hell naw n***a [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] A real k**er he gone k** you and won't tell a soul Pulled up in that phantom thought they saw a ghost Boy you in yo feelings, I'll tell you so Took off on these n***as get a telescope Boy I got some issues I can't tell a soul My postal man official who I mail it too Don't lose sleep bout these b**hes, cause they come and go Don't play for keeps, can't trust these n***as get your money first [Outro: Rich Homie Quan] I swear I took off, took off, took off "Oh My God" I swear I took off, took off, took off "f** You Mean" Rich Homie baby, I say I took off, took off, took off Yeah, yeah I swear I took off, took off, took off I swear I took off, took off, took off I swear I took off, took off, took off