Tyler
C’mere Remix
[Intro]
Who you think you that running from come here?
Who you think you that running from come here?
Who you think you that running from, woah come here
Come here

[Chorus]
Who the fuck you think you running from? Come here
I got hunters yeah but they not hunting no deer
Fucking with 2Advanced then your time is here
Hit him broad day yeah we don't really care
Ha yeah, come here
My killer got a tear
With them double cups cheers
Loudpack blocking up my ears
I'm getting richer than all my appears
It ain't really out it appear
I'm looking down on y'all up hеre

[Verse]
Drive by in that shit I'm flying
He triеd some now he dying
Need some drugs I'm supplying, ah
Yeah, told that boy come here
You a pussy and you weird
You ain't get no money last year
I'm in the field like a Buccaneer
Air out the room no one getting sparred
When I pull up yeah they get scared
That shit funny to me for real
You better find your chill
Boutta pop another pill
They can't tell what's real
I know bitches who are down for a drill
I got the gold all up in my grill
He was so froze, he was so still
He was so tough yeah until
Until we pulled up for real
Headshots his thoughts all on the ground
Yeah this not an ounce I smoke out the pound
Catch me in yo city yeah catch me in your town
With a hundred rounds yeah it can really go down
[Chorus]
Who the fuck you think you running from? Come here
I got hunters yeah but they not hunting no deer
Fucking with 2Advanced then your time is here
Hit him broad day yeah we don't really care
Ha yeah, come here
My killer got a tear
With them double cups cheers
Loudpack blocking up my ears
I'm getting richer than all my appears
It ain't really out it appear
I'm looking down on y'all up here