Come Down 2 It

[Intro]
Uh, Big BAK (Ayo, X9)
Uh, hit an opp, really I just want him dead (Know how I get)

[Chorus]
Niggas be actin' like gangsters, be scared than a bitch when it come down to it (Come down to it, woo, woo)
I'm on the way to court, ain't got no blick, catch an opp, know the 3's gon' do it (3's gon' do it)
Ayy, the same hoes that be tellin' you shit be the hoes tryna lay in my bed (Lay in my bed, uh-uh)
And I ain't tryna talk or go back and forth with an opp 'cause really I just want him dead (Uh, uh-huh, talk to 'em, uh-huh)

[Verse 1]
My big brother get bricks, don't know Craig (No Craig)
Catch a nigga from the 'Gram, real life what he said (What he say?)
Dumb, dumb ass boy tried to get off on feet, baow, baow, got shot in his— (Baow, baow)
Shh, shh, like where you get shot at?
Young rich nigga like to sip on Hi-Tech (Sip on Hi-Tech)
'Member them days thuggin' out in the projects
Cousin sell crack, he ain't even had the job yet
Catch me in that beef, it won't be 'bout a bitch, just know it's somethin' 'bout them dollars (Somethin' 'bout that money)
These rap niggas sweet, my young niggas tryna hit licks, tell 'em do what they do, won't stop 'em (Won't stop 'em)
You movin' weird as fuck, I don't like that, that's what we doin'? Oh, that's what you on? (That's what you on?)
Spin on an opp block, I'm tryna catch one lackin', but they ass ain't even at home (Ain't even at home)
This month, spent ten racks on Gucci (Ten racks), you the type of nigga spend it all on some coochie (Ah, ah)
I don't want the Drac', nigga, pass me the Uzi
Main ho Netflix, side ho Tubi (Tubi)

[Chorus]
Niggas be actin' like gangsters, be scared than a bitch when it come down to it (Come down to it, woo, woo)
I'm on the way to court, ain't got no blick, catch an opp, know the 3's gon' do it (3's gon' do it)
Ayy, the same hoes that be tellin' you shit be the hoes tryna lay in my bed (Lay in my bed)
And I ain't tryna talk or go back and forth with an opp 'cause really I just want him dead (Just want him dead)

[Verse 2]
I'm up dog shit on you niggas (I'm a dog), I'm up dog, shit, it's official (I'm a dog, shit)
I seen— shh, hop out that ride and chase shit down, he a real life killer (Real life killer, uh, uh)
I've seen real life rap niggas take my rhymes, that's why I don't post no Trillers (Post shit)
They wanna be me and it's okay, roll a three-five just to start my day (Start my day)
Can't get in this ride, he ain't got no say
The whole damn hood done fucked on Lae (Done fucked done Lae, ha)
The whole damn hood done fucked on Shake (Fucked on Shake, ha)
The whole damn hood done fucked on— let me stop (Woo, ha)
You don't see him in no pictures no more 'cause we heard he a rat, so his ass got cropped (His ass got cropped)
I told bro he better not say shit, make his bond soon as he lock (Woo)

[Chorus]
Niggas be actin' like gangsters, be scared than a bitch when it come down to it (Come down to it, woo, woo)
I'm on the way to court, ain't got no blick, catch an opp, know the 3's gon' do it (3's gon' do it)
Ayy, the same hoes that be tellin' you shit be the hoes tryna lay in my bed (Lay in my bed)
And I ain't tryna talk or go back and forth with an opp 'cause really I just want him dead (Try to catch up)

[Outro]
Just want him dead
Ayy, that boy got shot, dead (I just want him dead)
Ayy, I don't want that shot (Get his ass out of here)
He gone (Woo)