Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Come Alive, artist - Miss LaFamiliaDate of issue: 12.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Come Alive |
| If you keep it real you know the deal |
| Fuck how you feel, I’m headed to mills |
| Dripping on spill, don’t be on chill |
| Give me a drink, take over the wheel |
| Sipping on Ya-Yak |
| He ain’t that bad |
| But he got it mad-mad |
| Know we gon' wrap that |
| Cali in packs-packs |
| Tryna trap-trap, all of the stacks |
| And balling, we clap back |
| I come alive in the night time |
| And these diamonds all retarded, got the right shine |
| VVS all on my body, that’s the right kind |
| And my shooter got my back, call him my right-slime, yeah |
| Just another day in the city |
| If that bitch is bad, she roll with me |
| Spent about ten rack on her titties |
| Roll with the barbers, you know I’m with it |
| All I’ve been getting is fiv percentage |
| Smoking on purpl purp, it’s the piffest |
| Running the tracks until we gon' finish |
| Ay, gleaming |
| Rocks on the ground, these diamonds be heaving |
| If you fuck around, get out of your place, the steaming |
| And I get around, I love all the places, international dealing |
| Balling out for no reason |
| I come alive in the night time |
| And these diamonds all retarded, got the right shine |
| VVS all on my body, that’s the right kind |
| And my shooter got my back, call him my right-slime, yeah |
| Tell that chick to get busy, yeah |
| So much lean, she get dizzy, yeah |
| I stack stack, I love gwalla |
| YSL fragrance on my collar |
| Low-ride like Impala |
| Bitches get low low for them dollars |
| And I’m gon' blow blow if I’m honest |
| This ain’t no joke joke, it’s a promise |
| This ain’t no joke, the bigger the smoke |
| I want it all, don’t you provoke |
| Hitters be ready, better get steady |
| on the low |
| Bitch do it all, turn them all on |
| Now we gon' ball |
| watch how the draw mouth |
| I come alive in the night time |
| And these diamonds all retarded, got the right shine |
| VVS all on my body, that’s the right kind |
| And my shooter got my back, call him my right-slime, yeah |
| That’s my right slime, he gon' guard mine |
| I’ve got 'bout fifteen on my wrist, my earrings both shine |
| And I’m exclusive with this shit, I walk in goldmines |
| And I can’t miss you, when I hit, I hit it both times |
| I got the cash all on my own |
| Don’t need a hand, don’t need a loan |
| Diamonds be bust down, we can’t have no job |
| We’re like the dripping on |
| Been through it all, turn them all on |
| Now we gon' ball |
| watch how the draw mouth |
| I come alive in the night time |
| And these diamonds all retarded, got the right shine |
| VVS all on my body, that’s the right kind |
| And my shooter got my back, call him my right-slime, yeah |