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come get me - kdn (usa) lyrics

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[intro]
she like to talk a lot, you like to talk a lot (knock, knock, you’re evil)
i’m not f*cking done until we all winning
you don’t have to look because you know i did it

[chorus]
you wanna stop this sh*t? then you gotta come get me (gotta come get me)
you wanna stop this sh*t? then you gotta come get me (gotta come get me)
that b*tch was so d*mn loose, i had my arm in it (ha, no bap)
i hold the drac’, this b*tch got like a hundred fifty (a hundred fifty, yeah)
yeah, oh, you say you gang, but you’re not in with me (not in with me, yeah)
i paint this lil’ ho face because she real pretty (oh, she so prеtty, yeah)
yeah, saw you hit me, i ain’t know you in thе city (scratch that sh*t)
i know you don’t gotta ask, she throwing up the kitty (woah, woah)

[verse 1]
yeah, they like, “how’d you do it?” i ain’t have sh*t (bah, bah, bah)
i would go back to percs, but i bust quick (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, big shoutout to my drac’, it gives out facelifts
you ever been inside a four*door sp*ceship?
ha, i gave the second chance, but you ain’t change sh*t
i do not have love for a fake b*tch
and my brodie take over like luka, mavericks (luka, mavericks, yeah)
huh, i can pull a sleeve and show a hat trick (what i just said, yeah)
yeah, it’s f*ck being humble, i ain’t have sh*t (huh, yeah)
you gon’ have to stop me, i’ll go k!ll a kid
ha, i’m just like a kid with all these d*mn ‘fits (oh no)
i couldn’t give a f*ck about him, rest in p*ss, ha
(move your ass over, boy)
[chorus]
you wanna stop this sh*t? then you gotta come get me (gotta come get me)
you wanna stop this sh*t? then you gotta come get me (gotta come get me)
that b*tch was so d*mn loose, i had my arm in it (my arm in it)
i hold the drac’, this b*tch got like a hundred fifty
yeah, oh, you say you gang, but you’re not in with me (not in with me, yeah)
i paint this lil’ ho face because she real pretty (oh, she so pretty, yeah)
yeah, saw you hit me, i ain’t know you in the city (oh yeah)

[verse 2]
yeah, this b*tch really bad, but i won’t f*ck my fan
yeah, we got so many sticks, it’s like afghanistan
“how’d you get this zooted up?” i ain’t have a plan (you know?)
i still remember the days they ain’t give a d*mn (haha), ha

[outro]
you wanna stop this sh*t? then you gotta come get me
you wanna stop this sh*t? then you gotta come get me (yeah)
that b*tch was so d*mn loose, i had my arm in it (haha)
i hold the drac’, this b*tch got like a hundred f— (bah, bah, bah)

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