This is a song about "Come and get me im in your city"

Come at me and your mom will be mourning

The feds slower than a can pouring

Well im the judge your the try to rhyme and get me to budge when you lose dont hold a grudge,

Always changing the sequence for fetish reasons as i bath in red leakage.

Bitch come on and come at me with your weak as

See her man face-to-face through the glass

In piss creek with rumble from your city

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Get a sack and come smoke with me

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Wantin to go and kick in the door of all the niggas that want come get it

Like im supposed to give up and let them get to me?

And i got a little big, keep it low key

And your buttons im get to push in,

What up girl, tell me how you been