"Come Get It" lyrics

"Come Get It"

Murder, murder, murder (Ayo, Shek, this yours?)
He begging for—, uh
Ha, ha, he begging for peace, tryna catch him a murder
Begging for peace, tryna catch him a— (He begging)
He begging for peace, tryna catch him a— (He begging)
He begging, he begging

Bitch, he begging for peace, tryna catch him a murder
He get slapped with that fire, turn a black nigga purple (Shot down)
I'm in the A with a ski, with a fully ARP, shootin' shit up like Murray
Lil' bro a five fifty, up five million, told lil' bro to start 'em
Four-nickel slime niggas on their table top like I was Randy Orton (Civilian)
You want the money, come get it (Come here)
You want me dead, come spin (BabyDrill)
Money on head, ain't trippin' (Ain't nothing)
'Cause these niggas know I'ma get 'em (Gang)
I caught the boy, he was lackin' (Caught 'em)
Filled that boy up with a fifty (Brrt, brrt)
These niggas act like they clappers (Bitch)
Jumped out and *** got busy

Bitch, I'm having motion fasho (Fasho-sho)
Water on my neck, it's a boat load (Water)
I got your ho in the back, bend her over, put my thumb in her ass, she gon' go-go (Freak out)
Act like they killed my dog, niggas ain't spin, that shit just for promo (Bitch)
I really killed your dog, nigga, you ain't spin, these niggas really be ho-hoes
Get active, I'm in the field with the smackers
Niggas be dropping them disses, we whack 'em
Pop a nigga top real quick like a Snapple
Caught him on camera, take nothing to go blam 'em
Celebrate, pour up a eight in the Fanta
Came from the bottom, I went up the ladder (The bottom)
Made a nigga blow out real quick like a candle
I stay with that pole like becoming a dancer

Bitch, he begging for peace, tryna catch him a murder
He get slapped with that fire, turn a black nigga purple (Slapped out)
I'm in the A with a ski, with a fully ARP, shootin' shit up like Murray (BabyDrill)
Lil' bro a five fifty, up five million, told lil' bro to start 'em (Civilian)
Four-nickel slime niggas on their table top like I was Randy Orton (Smackdown)
You want the money, come get it (Come here)
You want me dead, come spin (Come here)
Money on head, ain't trippin' (Tater)
'Cause these niggas know I'ma get 'em (Mm-hmm)
I caught the boy, he was lackin' (Caught 'em)
Filled that boy up with a fifty (Brrt, brrt)
These niggas act like they clappers (They'll see)
Jumped out and *** got busy

I could put fire down, beat a nigga ass, leave shit lumped like a titty
Skillet, or I could put a nigga in the frying pan quick and fry his ass just like some chicken
Huh, heard there's a forty ball on a nigga head, tell your crew come get it (Come get it)
Huh, heard last nigga played with this shit caught ass shot, BBL, not Ricky
We don't need to run, we got funds and we got guns
Put this shit on top your head, watch how quick them youngins come (Hop out)
I'm in 212 with you, these niggas hoes and I know that I'm realer
These niggas hoes, don't compare me to niggas
Walk down with Drac' and I turned that bitch fully (Draco)

Bitch, he begging for peace, tryna catch him a murder
He get slapped with that fire, turn a black nigga purple (Slapped out)
I'm in the A with a ski, with a fully ARP, shootin' shit up like Murray (BabyDrill)
Lil' bro a five fifty, up five million, told lil' bro to start 'em (Civilian)
Four-nickel slime niggas on their table top like I was Randy Orton (Smackdown)
You want the money, come get it (Come here)
You want me dead, come spin (Come here)
Money on head, ain't trippin' (Tater)
'Cause these niggas know I'ma get 'em (Mm-hmm)
I caught the boy, he was lackin' (Caught 'em)
Filled that boy up with a fifty (Brrt, brrt)
These niggas act like they clappers (They'll see)
Jumped out and *** got busy


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