justyn.Irl - When I Get Home Lyrics

Making plays when I get home You a slave when I get home
Make a way for my leg up
Ride the wave, keep my neck up
You know that I'm about my cake, get my check up
No they was not in my face when I was low Shawty wan come right to my place, see my set up
Dirty money, got the cash, It look like camo Shawty, she love me, she packing my bag
And fill it with ammo Put the choppa in my face, and my hands up
I ain't tryna violate That bit make my salary Pull up when I rob banks
That's the secret weapon Sorry, I just spent a hundred K, I know
Shawty say she wanna be the bae right now I'ma have to spin her on the bed right now
Shawty close and open up her legs pipe down
Locked up, she lookin' like a fed right now Down bad, you probably feel the same by now Say I'm probably banking off the pain right now
Sorry I get out my bag when I'm on the track
I'm not with the gang right now I get the money and cash
And I make you laugh is you entertained right now
I got the gun with the flag, I'm chillin' with Bat
So it don't say "bang" right now
Too much money hit the fade That's not my way,
I don't wanna know What you tryna say
My bitch got no clothes on F*ck anyway
She ridin my dick like a pole She finna spray
All them niggas doubted
Remember we was private
Vision getting clouded
Keeping it 100
Vision getting done
Remember we was crowded
Remember we was running
Just when we was running
Now we down and out
Now they keep on bummin