Come Get It lyrics

[Intro]
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

[Chorus]
b*tch, he begging for peace, tryna catch him a murder
He get slapped with that fire, turn a black n*gga purple (Shot down)
I'm in the A with a ski, with a fully ARP, shootin’ sh*t up like Murray
Lil' bro a five fifty, up five million, told lil' bro to start ’em
Four-nickel slimе n*ggas on their table top like I was Randy Orton (Civilian)
You want thе money, come get it (Come here)
You want me dead, come spin (BabyDrill)
Money on head, ain't trippin' (Ain't nothing)
'Cause these n*ggas 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 n*ggas act like they clappers (b*tch)
Jumped out and **** got busy

[Verse 1]
b*tch, 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, n*ggas ain't spin, that sh*t just for promo (b*tch)
I really killed your dog, n*gga, you ain't spin, these n*ggas really be ho-hoes
Get active, I'm in the field with the smackers
n*ggas be dropping them disses, we whack ’em
Pop a n*gga 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 n*gga blow out real quick like a candle
I stay with that pole like becoming a dancer
[Chorus]
b*tch, he begging for peace, tryna catch him a murder
He get slapped with that fire, turn a black n*gga purple (Slapped out)
I'm in the A with a ski, with a fully ARP, shootin' sh*t up like Murray (BabyDrill)
Lil' bro a five fifty, up five million, told lil' bro to start 'em (Civilian)
Four-nickel slime n*ggas 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 n*ggas 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 n*ggas act like they clappers (They'll see)
Jumped out and **** got busy

[Verse 2]
I could put fire down, beat a n*gga ass, leave sh*t lumped like a titty
Skillet, or I could put a n*gga in the frying pan quick and fry his ass just like some chicken
Huh, heard there's a forty ball on a n*gga head, tell your crew come get it (Come get it)
Huh, heard last n*gga played with this sh*t caught ass shot, BBL, not Ricky
We don't need to run, we got funds and we got guns
Put this sh*t on top your head, watch how quick them youngins come (Hop out)
I'm in 212 with you, these n*ggas hoes and I know that I'm realer
These n*ggas hoes, don't compare me to n*ggas
Walk down with Drac' and I turned that b*tch fully (Draco)
[Chorus]
b*tch, he begging for peace, tryna catch him a murder
He get slapped with that fire, turn a black n*gga purple (Slapped out)
I'm in the A with a ski, with a fully ARP, shootin' sh*t up like Murray (BabyDrill)
Lil' bro a five fifty, up five million, told lil' bro to start 'em (Civilian)
Four-nickel slime n*ggas 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 n*ggas 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 n*ggas act like they clappers (They'll see)
Jumped out and **** got busy