Come Here lyrics

by

Anti Da Menace


[Intro]
Huh, uh, uh, yeah
I'm in the hills right now
Let's get it, yeah
I'm in the—
Ooh, woah, brrt, brrt, yeah

[Verse]
Ooh, I'm in the hills, I'm on a pill, huh
Boy, you play, I'll get your pus*y ass drilled or your pus*y ass killed
n*gga's brains gettin' spilled, huh
Love his baby mama, pus*y mean-ass grip, huh
See, them b*tches right there jam, we don't need them clips
Told them boys, "Don't give a damn, we shut it down, come over here" (Ayy)
Safe to say nobody move, there go that pus*y boy talking on that 'Gram
Wanted to bust his head, but big brodie said, "Hell no, just spare 'em"
Deep off in these streets, I swear this sh*t get risky
Ooh, on that block, I had to shoot that damn fifty
Oh, hе think I ain't no motherf*ckin' killer, pus*y, tempt mе
Ready to shoot a gun at a gorilla, knock him out the tree
Okay, the devil took my f*cking soul, I admit it
Huh, f*cked his b*tch, I did it
I'll do it again, come get it
Dog had walked up on me in mall, I had to put my blick in Lennox
Thought I had it in my drawers, but I had tricked they ass, they trippin'
Got your b*tch sucking my balls, she keep on licking, keep on spitting
You can call my legs broke, Anti don't even like to kick it
Oh, you want three n*ggas on the phone? That's gon' be a dubba plus a fifty
It take a call to get 'em gone, it's hella love inside my city
But I don't wanna call nobody, I wanna go and catch me a body
n*gga pulled that pus*y sh*t, I really wanna just go see a body
I chop him up and throw him right up in the beach, it's Murda Island
Mama told me, "Since you came up out my womb, boy, you was violent"
Got these pus*y n*ggas spotting, huh, I don't got no stylist
Yeah, finna go out wide body, huh, this b*tch here got no mileage
I'll probably push that ho away, I never got left
That's on God, I'm rich as f*ck, I'll pop this sh*t until my death
Okay, I don't know what they be thinkin', I'm really tryna kill somethin'
I put them blickies in them videos because these real guns
I just play my f*cking role, know these boys don't like me
If you my brother, you my brother, lil' bro need to get some cheese
I swear this sh*t here came to be, I just be rappin' on these beats
Come here, bust the b*tch and pull right out, leave lil' girls on her sheets
Come here, come here, mm, mm, mm, mm
b*tch, yeah, pulled out all them tracks, so I'm as crazy as it get
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