Come With Me

And lil' shawty wanna come with me
And lil' shawty don't touch my drink, aye

And lil' shawty wanna come with me
Hop in, take off, jus like one, two, three, yuh
And lil' shawty don't touch my drink, aye
Why these niggas trynna come for me, god damn
Up and down the block
Waitin' til I get it off
And you know them bullets started flying' til I get him low
In the party and I'm steady lyin' to these silly hoes
Tonight I give her maximum
Tomorrow she get minimum

I ain't even talkin' bout your tough when I say physical
I ain't even talkin' bout my health when I say medical
Only hit him once with the AK but he look critical
I thought he was a dog but he a vegan, he a vegetable
Put that iron down
You know you not using it
You ain't ever held it baby choppa with a cooler kit
You ain't ever hit nobody up for sayin' stupid shit
Im aiming at the sun and the moon but I fuckin missed
Said she want a kiss
I don't do that shit
Askin' for a ring on her finger but you knew that bitch
Movin' how we movin' her body I be maneuverin'
Calm down
Working everyday until we on now

Ye,Til we on
I jus bought some chickens I jus take shots at yo dome
She said come when you get home
Im too fuckin fresh Comme Des Garçons

And lil' shawty wanna come with me
Hop in, take off, jus like one, two, three, yuh
And lil' shawty don't touch my drink, aye
Why these niggas trynna come for me, god damn
Up and down the block
Waitin' til I get it off
And you know them bullets started flying' til I get him low
In the party and I'm steady lyin' to these silly hoes
Tonight I give her maximum
Tomorrow she get minimum

Bitch I wake up with ten thousand different things all on my mind, oh yea
Bitch I go to sleep with a hunnid missed calls every night
Feel like I can't breathe when I don't mix codeine with that sprite, ooh
So Im finna call my plug he got what I need, woah
I know shawty fuckin' with my set, ye
I took that bitch from her mans and broke up in text, ah damn
Shawty I promise you ain't different from the next
Well if that goofy got a problem bitch Im steppin' on his neck, god damn
Oh yea, you can't come for me
I got two-two-three's and glock nineteens sprayin' on your jeans, god damn
You really thought that you could test my G
Well if you come around we gon' fuck around put you on a white T, god damn

And lil' shawty wanna come with me
Hop in, take off, jus like one, two, three, yuh
And lil' shawty don't touch my drink, aye
Why these niggas trynna come for me, god damn
Up and down the block
Waitin' til I get it off
And you know them bullets started flying' til I get him low
In the party and I'm steady lyin' to these silly hoes
Tonight I give her maximum
Tomorrow she get minimum



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Writer(s): James Haley, Valak, 6ixteenth
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