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Bx Come Here
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bx Come Here was released on January 31, 2024 by 3885411 Records DK as a part of the album Smacka Music - EP
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Release DateJanuary 31, 2024
Label3885411 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stefan Scott
Stefan Scott
Songwriter

Lyrics

Murder gang, lil' bitch, you know we lay that fuckin' slack down
Bitch, come here, can't you like it, girl
Comin' through traffic with that peg, tryna run off, you hear that blrrr to your back
We up to four, it's got the bankin', left for ****, shit on flag
Smokin' your parlor, ****, purse, I might cop another pack
And I been loaded off that drink, ain't talkin' wacky, this the act
You back up, Perky got me rollin', I been waitin' on that itch
Yeah, I been waitin' on that bitch
When she pull up, I'ma bust up and stuff her with that dick
Turned around and cleaned her mess up, that hoe doin' her shit
She stuffed the bags up in my pocket, bitch, I know you see me flex
I put that pop on your partner, bitch, I ain't with all that chess
You sent her, dropped the murder gang, we pullin' up all in on sex
Bitch, I ain't pick you with no rod, I get active with a wedge
657's out of Ruger, no cowboy, he clueless
Fuckin' boys, they ain't no shooters, yeah, you and all your troopers
Set you up for the lil' groupie, I'm tryna shoot a movie
This hoe got ass shots, no cupid, for that, they go out stupid
Catch him lackin', tryna piss on me to the floor
Bitch, you better duck your taco
Bitch, come here, I let that switch off and make it stop, he gives
And we been steppin' on the bitch-ass **** for about a year
Them **** cappin' and they rapsin' on the gram, ain't interfere
I catch him lackin', I'ma pop that stupid ass just like a pill
Don't ask me if I'm standin', no business
Boy, you should know that all that cappin' on the gram
I'm sendin' bullets where your throat at
Get a drop, I'm pushin' up, gon' be right there in front your door
When he come out, we up the switches, clap them bitches to the motor
I jacked the **** out his Glizzy, yeah, that bitch was lookin' nice
Snatched the bitch, cleaned off his hip, it was almost a scary sight
Like, move around and get the fuck before I put it in your life
Went to the hood and swapped this bitch for a 4-inch the other night
Bro, I didn't got no mask on, I'm still gon' clear the business
Bitch, I stay clutchin' on my pole and I ain't talkin' bout no fishin
Got plenty on, I'm quick to lift it up, ain't talkin' bout no fitness
Let off that brr, shots that fucked him up and ripped through all his kidneys
We made a smackdown when they panic, I hit them pussy ****, tried to back down
300 block, I fucked him up, he brought a blues back out
Givin' out head taps this whole year, lil' bitch, you better not pass round
Jockey nuts, come through spinnin', you gon' end up like that last clown
We fucked him over, that switch on back, the Glock, that bitch won't stop
He got a motor, fuck off, that's to get the drop, like tele-ops
We comin' over, run him down, two to the head, that **** dead
I thought I told ya
Written by: Stefan Scott
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