Come Down ft. Riggs & Stowaway Lyrics

I'm still M-I, still M-I

Still M-I, still M-I-A

When the pills pop off

Gotta get, gotta get out my head

Ooh woah

Gotta get, gotta get out my head

Fuck around, spend about three stacks

Break ya brothers neck like like Kit-Kat

Kick back

I can not

Just come down

These drugs got

A strong grip on me

I live fucked up

I never feel like coming down

Temptation, is controlling me

I can not

Just come down

These drugs got

A strong grip on me

I live fucked up

I never feel like coming down

Not sorry if you're worried babe

Not sorry if you're worried, sugar

Know that it's tempting

Taking shots back

It goes where my head is

I just came back

With my flow for the vengeance

No, you don't get it

I just came off of my high

I just came down from my ride

Bad little thing on the side

Bad little thing like Mariah

She is my vice

Inhaling fumes, just to free up my mind

Clean up tonight

Then leave in the morning

I just say peace if you're boring

Love when we me meet like a corner

I got keys to a foreign

But it's an Accord

She ask, "do you love me"

I tell her of course

She wanna just fuck me

Get hit with a curve

I think that I am the worst

I cannot find all the words

That I just wanna say

Pardon babe, this holiday

I've done a lot today

Im poppin bottles of chardonnay

I'm not your son, you can't father me

There's no one else that's on top of me

She give me brain like lobotomy

(She gave you brain like lobotomy?)

She gave me brain like lobotomy

Honestly, im on an odyssey

Modestly, I am just poppin beats

All of these drugs are just lost in me

Yeah

I can not

Just come down

These drugs got

A strong grip on me

I live fucked up

I never feel like coming down

Temptation, is controlling me

I can not

Just come down

These drugs got

A strong grip on me

I live fucked up

I never feel like coming down

Not sorry if you're worried babe

Not sorry if you're worried, sugar

Wake up feelin like Kubrick 

Watch me direct all this new shit

Cut

Why you gotta be a nuisance

Why you gotta bootlick

Why you gotta give me opinions

I don't give a fuck about your two cents, yuh

I don't give a fuck if you clueless bruh

If the shoe fits imma use it  

If you lucid imma bout to loose it, duck 

Wake up feelin like Einstein 

Mixed with a Muay Thai 

Feelin' like my time 

Finally primetime 

I got quinine 

Mixed with a little lime 

I got cyanide 

Give it a little time yeah 

I got headlines yuh

Yall got deadlines bruh

I got bear hugs 

Yall got bed bugs 

I got smiles 

If yall go wild 

So jump

Bitch, just jump

I'm still M-I, still M-I

Still M-I, still M-I-A

When the pills pop off

Gotta get, gotta get out my head

Ooh woah

Gotta get, gotta get out my head

Fuck around, spend about three stacks

Break ya brothers neck like like Kit-Kat

Kick back

I can not

Just come down

These drugs got

A strong grip on me

I live fucked up

I never feel like coming down

Not sorry if you're worried babe

Not sorry if you're worried, sugar