Released: April 10, 2020
Featuring: G Perico
Songwriter: G Perico Curren$y
Producer: Cardo
[Intro: Curren$y]
Eastside, nigga
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Game tight, Pro Club t-shirt neckline
I got a ‘57, my cousin got a ‘59
Town shut down, I’m in the driveway cleanin’ mine
Stayin’ ready on the Eastside
Lights off, flow in the studio meantime
Bitches pullin’ up, wait, check they temperature
It’s necessary, bruh, we cautious up in here
I’m runnin’ up in her, wearin’ protective gear
Hazmat suit, ragtop coupe, interior sick
[?] feelin’ legit, health at a hunid percent
Twenty-eight grams in a zip
I go through one everyday like hallways in a house
My shoe closet, like it all spaced out
Gallery, shit like a fashion maze
Never caught up in a craze, stuck in my own ways
Millionaires collaborate, I got my own Bape’s
[Chorus: Curren$y]
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
Tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
[Verse 2: G Perico]
Yeah, uh
High power, boss language, and I speak it frequent
Fluent, seducin’ girls with my movement
Back-to-back, me and my niggas countin’ digits
Leave your phone at the door when you around boss niggas
I got fifty ‘round my neck, twenty on my wrist
Billion-dollar nut, million-dollar kiss
Call me, I can make it juicy though
All in the studio with Netflix movies on
We drivin’ 2022 shit, that new shit
No tint, I need the streets to see through this
Million-dollar niggas collaboratin’, the money retaliatin’
It’s comin’ back and slidin’ inside of the safe
Money over bitches, gotta stick to the script
And I don’t mean don’t get pussy, just don’t let that shit mix
Money over bitches, gotta stick to the script
And I don’t mean don’t get pussy, but you still gotta get rich
[Chorus: Curren$y]
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
Tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (Tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
[Outro: G Perico]
Hey, Spitta, let them hoes come through right quick
I’ma do my thing, I’ma run my lil 1, 2
I ain’t gon’ take long, and then I’ma get right back to business
I ain’t got time to play, man, you know shit don’t stop
We just keep goin’
Eastside, nigga
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Game tight, Pro Club t-shirt neckline
I got a ‘57, my cousin got a ‘59
Town shut down, I’m in the driveway cleanin’ mine
Stayin’ ready on the Eastside
Lights off, flow in the studio meantime
Bitches pullin’ up, wait, check they temperature
It’s necessary, bruh, we cautious up in here
I’m runnin’ up in her, wearin’ protective gear
Hazmat suit, ragtop coupe, interior sick
[?] feelin’ legit, health at a hunid percent
Twenty-eight grams in a zip
I go through one everyday like hallways in a house
My shoe closet, like it all spaced out
Gallery, shit like a fashion maze
Never caught up in a craze, stuck in my own ways
Millionaires collaborate, I got my own Bape’s
[Chorus: Curren$y]
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
Tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
[Verse 2: G Perico]
Yeah, uh
High power, boss language, and I speak it frequent
Fluent, seducin’ girls with my movement
Back-to-back, me and my niggas countin’ digits
Leave your phone at the door when you around boss niggas
I got fifty ‘round my neck, twenty on my wrist
Billion-dollar nut, million-dollar kiss
Call me, I can make it juicy though
All in the studio with Netflix movies on
We drivin’ 2022 shit, that new shit
No tint, I need the streets to see through this
Million-dollar niggas collaboratin’, the money retaliatin’
It’s comin’ back and slidin’ inside of the safe
Money over bitches, gotta stick to the script
And I don’t mean don’t get pussy, just don’t let that shit mix
Money over bitches, gotta stick to the script
And I don’t mean don’t get pussy, but you still gotta get rich
[Chorus: Curren$y]
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
Tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (Tryna get run through)
She just wanna come through (She just wanna come through)
She tryna get run through (She tryna get run through)
[Outro: G Perico]
Hey, Spitta, let them hoes come through right quick
I’ma do my thing, I’ma run my lil 1, 2
I ain’t gon’ take long, and then I’ma get right back to business
I ain’t got time to play, man, you know shit don’t stop
We just keep goin’