Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Come Down, artist - Mike WiLL Made It.
Date of issue: 23.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Come Down |
Sosa baby |
Ear Drummers |
Bang, bang, bang |
Mike WiLL Made-It |
I flaunt it, I bought it, I talk it, I walk it |
Only thing I worship is the Lord and this .40 |
Please, do not confront me if you ain’t talkin' money |
Take a little bitty sip, though I’m already foggy |
Let it rain, yeah, they all fall down |
All come down |
I’d be insane to complain, baby |
I’m so high, I don’t wanna come down |
Sosa baby, GBE baby |
Hopped out the car smellin' like a skunk |
And I’m cleaned up, somethin' like a mop |
Trap wangin', somethin' like a trunk |
And I stand tall, somethin' like a dunk |
Talkin' 'bout the money, talkin' 'bout the «fffrrr-beep» |
Hey baby, you know what the fuck you do to me? |
I’m ridin' with my shooter, he won’t hesitate to squeeze |
Any homie, you what the fuck he do for me |
Fifty stuffed up in my Balmains |
And what I’m totin', the sawed-off thang |
Knock you down, like a Chiraq Blackhawks game |
I ain’t never had nothin' |
I flaunt it, I bought it, I talk it, I walk it |
Only thing I worship is the Lord and this .40 |
Please, do not confront me if you ain’t talkin' money |
Take a little bitty sip, though I’m already foggy |
Let it rain, yeah, they all fall down |
All come down |
I’d be insane to complain, baby |
I’m so high, I don’t wanna come down |
Talk about a come up |
Me and my young bulls playin' with a lump sum (damn) |
Niggas that owe me always trying to avoid me |
Clutching my .40 and fuckin' with lil' shorty (ayy) |
They wanna gossip all through the day |
Meanwhile, we flossin' every way (way) |
Forget what it’s costin' |
We get it right back when we lost it |
My G.I. |
Joe got the MAC incase they wanna cross me (hey) |
Being impatient got me a new spot that’s spacious (woo, yeah) |
And I don’t test drive the sedan, I take it (I take it) |
I wanna shine, I wanna rub it in their faces (faces) |
Yeah, I flaunt it, I bought it, I talk it, I walk it |
Only thing I worship is the Lord and this .40 |
Please, do not confront me if you ain’t talkin' money |
Take a little bitty sip, though I’m already foggy |
Let it rain, yeah, they all fall down |
All come down |
I’d be insane to complain, baby |
I’m so high, I don’t wanna come down |
All of these bitches call me big daddy |
Do so much shit in KOD, they callin' me Trick Daddy |
Moncler with Louboutin, yeah, I mismatch it (skrrt) |
You can tell I’m a rich nigga by lookin' at me (Uncle Jxmmi) |
I’m just chillin', my nigga, my diamonds dancin' |
You know I shop on Rodeo, I’m never tacky (ooh) |
I’m paper chasing 'til they put me in a casket |
I swear them hundreds singin' to me like a ballad (woo) |
When I get that Murciélago, I’ma drive it like a Audi (woo) |
I pay my tithes with these strippers, yeah (I pay my tithes) |
I’m tryin' to die a fuckin' billionaire (I'm tryna die rich) |
Balmains, got like every pair (yeah) |
On top, I ain’t goin' anywhere |
I flaunt it, I bought it, I talk it, I walk it |
Only thing I worship is the Lord and this .40 |
Please, do not confront me if you ain’t talkin' money |
Take a little bitty sip, though I’m already foggy |
Let it rain, yeah, they all fall down |
All come down |
I’d be insane to complain, baby |
I’m so high, I don’t wanna come down |