Caskey – Come Up Missin’ Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Come Up Missin’ – Caskey

Trigger finger up and itchin’
Comin’ up short on the funds when I come ’round
That’s how you come up missin’
Only thing we do, addition
In the Tesla, new edition
And the guns keep multiplyin’
For everybody tryna do division

Trigger finger up, it’s up and itchin’
And I’ve been stuck, tryna get to them digits
Trigger finger up, it’s up and itchin’
And I’ve been stuck, tryna get to them digits

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I can feel the tension, when the look at me
See what they could’ve been
If they had a lil more intention
And the girls givin’ me the attention
Even though I can’t f**k and I’m in the kitchen
Man, I ride to the beat and I ride for my dogs
Man, the only thing y’all ride benches
And I hopped on the Har’ bike
On it all night ’cause I ride that like opposition

OJ in the glove compartment
Don’t make me put it to use
Outside of your blood’s apartment
Call that my finishin’ move
Had my lil run-ins with knowledge
But I get ignorant too
Run up on me in a hoodie
And I’m gonna do ya
Like somethin’ that Zimmerman do

And for the record
F**k Zimmerman too
I’m a god’s son
Know that one that came before me
But he set a limit at two
The first one taught forgiveness
But this one a lil aloof
Cross me and I’ll double cross y’all
Have you considerin’ livin’ recluse

Trigger finger up and itchin’
Comin’ up short on the funds when I come ’round
That’s how you come up missin’
Only thing we do, addition
In the Tesla, new edition
And the guns keep multiplyin’
For everybody tryna do division

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Trigger finger up, it’s up and itchin’
And I’ve been stuck, tryna get to them digits
Trigger finger up, it’s up and itchin’
And I’ve been stuck, tryna get to them digits

Christen the bank, like the check gettin’ baptized
Obvious that I feel safe, by the strap size
Y’all doin’ way too much cappin’ ’round here for the capsize
I read the closed caption on your action
It sayin’ that you was bad vibes

Better practice yo’ calisthenics
Homie thinkin’ s**t sweet
Man, I had to f**k around and make him diabetic
Had to get ’em out my biosphere
‘Cause they energy always compromisin’ to my biometrics
And I keep the fire on me ’cause I love the pyrotechnics

Homie, I get obsessive with the bank
The plug came from Cuba, had to link
I got more focused on the green
That’s why I put down .. the pain
Now I’m makin’ blue chips
Off the words that I spit from my two lips
You the type to act pissed off
From the internet but never do s**t

Trigger finger up and itchin’
Comin’ up short on the funds when I come ’round
That’s how you come up missin’
Only thing we do, addition
In the Tesla, new edition
And the guns keep multiplyin’
For everybody tryna do division

Trigger finger up, it’s up and itchin’
And I’ve been stuck, tryna get to them digits
Trigger finger up, it’s up and itchin’
And I’ve been stuck, tryna get to them digits…

➤ Written by Caskey
Produced by Muvee
Caskey | 2021

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