Lyrics to Downers
Go (Nash Effect)
Shoutout OGM
OTF in this motherfucker, you know how the fuck we rockin', man
Gang shit, no lame shit, man (Yes Jayco)
(Uh, ayy, mm)
Niggas losers, uh
They wanna see me broke, but I make a thirty so quick, I don't think it'll happen, uh
Flip thirty into a seventy, land in Miami, and pick her back in
That BBL shit cool, but I like my hoes with no plastic, uh
I flew her out from Philly, send her back home with my accent
Police come, we don't test up, bro start the gas, you know we scared of them
224, don't tote no ProMag, bronem got [?] with button
I got great aim, why you runnin'?
I can drive while I'm still dumpin'
I rock [?]
I'm outside, bro, duck your pumpkin
Can't believe fam' want a handout, I was fucked up bangin' nothin'
Porschе truck new and we swervin', SRT too [?]
Chuckyy thе rapper the man, I fucked a ho with my foot up
Lookin' for you tough ass rappers, oops, my bad, you niggas put up
7.62, Micro Dracy, ooh, I love 'em, yes, I do
Only eighteen, I'm the G.O.A.T., "Niggas wanna feel like you"
I guess you don't row her boat, I had her wet like canoe
"Why you talkin' to these hoes?" It's gon' get back to me, fool
Man, I rapper better than you, man, I get fresher than you
Eighteen in a two-door coupe, the other seat probably a boo
Yes, my feet proud of me too
3K vest, it's LV too
All my bracelets LV too, tweaker kept a shell or two
All my niggas spin the bity, day and night, don't get no sleep
Outside that bitch, why you sleep?
Come outside and get the seats
Button on the back of the Glock like seasoning, yes, I need that on my wings
Everything come to a [?], no more LV, I want Celine
"Have you ever got in a bangout?" No, I haven't, I dump shit down
I got more shots, spin around
I don't link with hoes in Chiraq, I will not die Chiraq style
Robbin' me, I would not try that, 'nother human got gunned down
4:29 in the morning, just landed in the A, in the studio, in my mode
Tweaker to tweaker, you bold
Niggas cap, they gettin' exposed
Beverly Hills in the all-white Rolls, my favorite rapper said I'm the G.O.A.T.
Chuckyy ain't even been' rappin' a year, numbers don't lie, the kid doin' it
Spin my block, lil' nigga, you foolish
Can't respond, this ain't no movie
I'm a hood nigga with a check
Land in the 'Raq, I'm eatin' White Castle, dog in the hill can't ride down Stoney
Trooper right there tryna flag us
They ain't even gon' get behind us, they tryn' look cool for them people
When I bounce out Nike Tech clappin', niggas for sure getting wet up
I want headshots, hold your vest up
Real deal bath, it's look like drownin'
I don't tolerate no disrespect, don't even look at me while you frownin'
Two twin Glocks, I like the brown one
Bathh or die, you niggas downers
Shoutout OGM
OTF in this motherfucker, you know how the fuck we rockin', man
Gang shit, no lame shit, man (Yes Jayco)
(Uh, ayy, mm)
Niggas losers, uh
They wanna see me broke, but I make a thirty so quick, I don't think it'll happen, uh
Flip thirty into a seventy, land in Miami, and pick her back in
That BBL shit cool, but I like my hoes with no plastic, uh
I flew her out from Philly, send her back home with my accent
Police come, we don't test up, bro start the gas, you know we scared of them
224, don't tote no ProMag, bronem got [?] with button
I got great aim, why you runnin'?
I can drive while I'm still dumpin'
I rock [?]
I'm outside, bro, duck your pumpkin
Can't believe fam' want a handout, I was fucked up bangin' nothin'
Porschе truck new and we swervin', SRT too [?]
Chuckyy thе rapper the man, I fucked a ho with my foot up
Lookin' for you tough ass rappers, oops, my bad, you niggas put up
7.62, Micro Dracy, ooh, I love 'em, yes, I do
Only eighteen, I'm the G.O.A.T., "Niggas wanna feel like you"
I guess you don't row her boat, I had her wet like canoe
"Why you talkin' to these hoes?" It's gon' get back to me, fool
Man, I rapper better than you, man, I get fresher than you
Eighteen in a two-door coupe, the other seat probably a boo
Yes, my feet proud of me too
3K vest, it's LV too
All my bracelets LV too, tweaker kept a shell or two
All my niggas spin the bity, day and night, don't get no sleep
Outside that bitch, why you sleep?
Come outside and get the seats
Button on the back of the Glock like seasoning, yes, I need that on my wings
Everything come to a [?], no more LV, I want Celine
"Have you ever got in a bangout?" No, I haven't, I dump shit down
I got more shots, spin around
I don't link with hoes in Chiraq, I will not die Chiraq style
Robbin' me, I would not try that, 'nother human got gunned down
4:29 in the morning, just landed in the A, in the studio, in my mode
Tweaker to tweaker, you bold
Niggas cap, they gettin' exposed
Beverly Hills in the all-white Rolls, my favorite rapper said I'm the G.O.A.T.
Chuckyy ain't even been' rappin' a year, numbers don't lie, the kid doin' it
Spin my block, lil' nigga, you foolish
Can't respond, this ain't no movie
I'm a hood nigga with a check
Land in the 'Raq, I'm eatin' White Castle, dog in the hill can't ride down Stoney
Trooper right there tryna flag us
They ain't even gon' get behind us, they tryn' look cool for them people
When I bounce out Nike Tech clappin', niggas for sure getting wet up
I want headshots, hold your vest up
Real deal bath, it's look like drownin'
I don't tolerate no disrespect, don't even look at me while you frownin'
Two twin Glocks, I like the brown one
Bathh or die, you niggas downers
