Man Down
Man I'm so high I can't come down
Stick em up give em the run down
If he do not comply he get gunned down
Clack clack it's a man down
I just popped the seal to kill the pain
I just popped a pill to ease my brain
Feelin right its time to fade away
Light it up it's time to fade away
Man I'm so high I can't come down
Stick em up give em the run down
If he do not comply he get gunned down
Clack clack it's a man down
I just popped the seal to kill the pain
I just popped a pill to ease my brain
Feelin right its time to fade away
Light it up it's time to fade away
JR Fresh out the bars, A fresh bag of bars
I'm fresh back from Mars, I go back tomarr
I stay on that dark, I stay on the charts
I stay on that shit that'll play witcha heart
I painted my Fanta and then I just nod
I got 2 cups, I do that a lot
Swerving my whip, it's straight off the lot
You muhfuckas phony, it's all a facade
Damn Lil mama bad
She say she taken, she know I won't say shit
I drive her crazy like a new Mercedes
I run up the score on her, just like I'm KD
I ain't really worried bout a damn thing
I'm a Lil slurred from that damn drank
Me straight drunk, pull up to the cut
Drink drank drunk, pour another cup
Drop the top, Pop a top
I swear that body like a work of art
Work her body, like I work the clutch
Dropped the gears when it's time to fuck
Air max, gotta shine em up
If you got that gas better light it up
If you got a bottle time to pour it up
Bitch Fetti Gang bout to blow it up
Man I'm so high I can't come down
Stick em up give em the run down
If he do not comply he get gunned down
Clack clack it's a man down
I just popped the seal to kill the pain
I just popped a pill to ease my brain
Feelin right its time to fade away
Light it up it's time to fade away
Man I'm so high I can't come down
Stick em up give em the run down
If he do not comply he get gunned down
Clack clack it's a man down
Young savo in the cut shooting shit
up dont give a fuck nigga NIGGA FUCK YOU
All this money nigga know I'm paid
Doing this since the sixth grade
Nigga talkin but my bitch paid
And my wrist paid
Plus my click paid
Got better in the 10th grade
Big Chevy on some big treys
Got the yay on a steak plate
I got da gas I got da lean
Shout out to fly but I also got beans
I stay on the block wit them dicks
In them glocks
Nigga talking bout Savo
Please run up on me
Keep a big rock boy them junkies
Love me big racks in my sock so I'm
Feeling lovely
Nigga say that I'm snapping gone have to show me
Cause I can't do no mfn feature for free
I'm str8 from the ghetto
My bitch rock Stilettos she shake it like jello
Yeah I'm a good fellow
I rap wit jchill that boy sing like Pharrell tho
My shit deep like a chelo
I'm balling like melo while sipping modelo
But I keep dem big shells doe
So please say yo prayers when u look down my barrel
Look at j pass the shovel
He digging yo grave
While u sending love letters
Ima menace a devil
Young Savo so reckless
Grew up wit drug sellers
Oo but please don't you test him
Knock on your front door wit a 40 cal desert
And my niggas don't settle
Cause we jumping niggas like kings jump in checkers
Man I'm so high I can't come down
Stick em up give em the run down
If he do not comply he get gunned down
Clack clack it's a man down
I just popped the seal to kill the pain
I just popped a pill to ease my brain
Feelin right its time to fade away
Light it up it's time to fade away
Fade away light em up its a man down light it up
its a man down Light it up it's time to fade away
Stick em up give em the run down
If he do not comply he get gunned down
Clack clack it's a man down
I just popped the seal to kill the pain
I just popped a pill to ease my brain
Feelin right its time to fade away
Light it up it's time to fade away
Man I'm so high I can't come down
Stick em up give em the run down
If he do not comply he get gunned down
Clack clack it's a man down
I just popped the seal to kill the pain
I just popped a pill to ease my brain
Feelin right its time to fade away
Light it up it's time to fade away
JR Fresh out the bars, A fresh bag of bars
I'm fresh back from Mars, I go back tomarr
I stay on that dark, I stay on the charts
I stay on that shit that'll play witcha heart
I painted my Fanta and then I just nod
I got 2 cups, I do that a lot
Swerving my whip, it's straight off the lot
You muhfuckas phony, it's all a facade
Damn Lil mama bad
She say she taken, she know I won't say shit
I drive her crazy like a new Mercedes
I run up the score on her, just like I'm KD
I ain't really worried bout a damn thing
I'm a Lil slurred from that damn drank
Me straight drunk, pull up to the cut
Drink drank drunk, pour another cup
Drop the top, Pop a top
I swear that body like a work of art
Work her body, like I work the clutch
Dropped the gears when it's time to fuck
Air max, gotta shine em up
If you got that gas better light it up
If you got a bottle time to pour it up
Bitch Fetti Gang bout to blow it up
Man I'm so high I can't come down
Stick em up give em the run down
If he do not comply he get gunned down
Clack clack it's a man down
I just popped the seal to kill the pain
I just popped a pill to ease my brain
Feelin right its time to fade away
Light it up it's time to fade away
Man I'm so high I can't come down
Stick em up give em the run down
If he do not comply he get gunned down
Clack clack it's a man down
Young savo in the cut shooting shit
up dont give a fuck nigga NIGGA FUCK YOU
All this money nigga know I'm paid
Doing this since the sixth grade
Nigga talkin but my bitch paid
And my wrist paid
Plus my click paid
Got better in the 10th grade
Big Chevy on some big treys
Got the yay on a steak plate
I got da gas I got da lean
Shout out to fly but I also got beans
I stay on the block wit them dicks
In them glocks
Nigga talking bout Savo
Please run up on me
Keep a big rock boy them junkies
Love me big racks in my sock so I'm
Feeling lovely
Nigga say that I'm snapping gone have to show me
Cause I can't do no mfn feature for free
I'm str8 from the ghetto
My bitch rock Stilettos she shake it like jello
Yeah I'm a good fellow
I rap wit jchill that boy sing like Pharrell tho
My shit deep like a chelo
I'm balling like melo while sipping modelo
But I keep dem big shells doe
So please say yo prayers when u look down my barrel
Look at j pass the shovel
He digging yo grave
While u sending love letters
Ima menace a devil
Young Savo so reckless
Grew up wit drug sellers
Oo but please don't you test him
Knock on your front door wit a 40 cal desert
And my niggas don't settle
Cause we jumping niggas like kings jump in checkers
Man I'm so high I can't come down
Stick em up give em the run down
If he do not comply he get gunned down
Clack clack it's a man down
I just popped the seal to kill the pain
I just popped a pill to ease my brain
Feelin right its time to fade away
Light it up it's time to fade away
Fade away light em up its a man down light it up
its a man down Light it up it's time to fade away
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Writer(s): Jordan Hill
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