Come With Us lyrics
by Big Sad 1900
[Intro: Big Sad 1900]
(Low the Great)
Ayy
[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
If you getting money, b*tch, then you can come with us
Turn up on a boat, have a little fun with us
She like, "That's them n*ggas that brought them guns with 'em"
I ain't turnin' down or goin' out for no n*gga
These hoes want Patrón and some Henny
I wanna pull up in the front and park a Bentley
b*tch, get the f*ck out my face, I ain't friendly
All white ones on my feet and they crispy
[Verse 1: Big Sad 1900]
Hottest n*gga coming out the ghetto, did you miss me?
Shoot at n*ggas with they baby mamas tryna diss me
Walked in that b*tch, stepped in in Givenchy
Smacked the f*ck out security just like I'm Nipsеy (Yeah)
Shoot at motherf*ckers in this b*tch, it gеt risky
Breakin' on them hoes, never goin' 50/50 (Nah)
This that how to rob celebrities like I'm 50
This LA, play in them streets and it get tricky
Boys in the hood get run down, you heard of Ricky?
Lil' b*tch, make it move, I can't be picky
Codeine with the Perc', I'm kind of tipsy
Soon as I walked out the club, that's when it hit me
I'ma turn all the way up, I can't turn down
Gon' tap in with the killers when I'm in they town
I'm pullin' off, burnin' rubber, yeah, I see the frowns (Skrrt)
It's exotic and we blow it out the pound (Huh?)
I wanna see her ass up with her face down (Face down)
I hit the mall in every city when I touch down (Yeah)
I ain't f*ckin' with them broke hoes, don't come around, nah
[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
If you getting money, b*tch, then you can come with us
Turn up on a boat, have a little fun with us
She like, "That's them n*ggas that brought them guns with 'em"
I ain't turnin' down or goin' out for no n*gga
These hoes want Patrón and some Henny
I wanna pull up in the front and park a Bentley
b*tch, get the f*ck out my face, I ain't friendly
All white ones on my feet and they crispy
[Verse 2: Pimp Tobi]
Baby chopper with the crocodile teeth in the clip
If I ain't got the Drac', then the Glock on my hip
If she ain't tryna holler, she ain't hoppin' in this whip
How these n*ggas pimpin', goin' half with a b*tch?
Noddin' off a six, almost crashed in the whip
I'ma keep on shootin' 'til there's nothing in the clip
It's a thousand dollar cup, like a hundred every sip
Red bottoms on my feet, leavin' blood when I step
[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
If you getting money, b*tch, then you can come with us
Turn up on a boat, have a little fun with us
She like, "That's them n*ggas that brought them guns with 'em"
I ain't turnin' down or goin' out for no n*gga
These hoes want Patrón and some Henny
I wanna pull up in the front and park a Bentley
b*tch, get the f*ck out my face, I ain't friendly
All white ones on my feet and they crispy