Down
You ain't ever get down like this take a blunt to the face while you smash a whole fifth
You ain't ever looked down at your bitch smack her face with your dick while screaming hoe I'm rich
I put her face in the dirt I'm pushing this work won't stop till it hurts
Bitch I know what I'm worth smoking exotic I'm not from this earth
Think I'm become a problem a menace expected to rise from the bottom
I feel like I'm living in Gotham I'm smoking on Ivy I turn to a Martian
That pressure gets rolled in a gar my potna imported the kush from the stars
Dont give a fuck who you are put that smoke in the air don't take it too far
Never come back down
If we throwing hands I don't back down
I've been smoking haze in the background
Gotta 100 thou at the stash house
I've been sipping whiskey till I blackout
Keep my spaceship jumping like the trap house
If you fucking with me pull a bag out
Smoking good exotic till I pass out
Who the fuck really smoking killa
Make my heart stop like I'm J Dilla
Find me at the top smoking on a swisher
When the music stop they might get the picture
Bitch I am realer then real this music my life so fuck how you feel
Bitch I am realer then real this music my life so fuck how you feel
You ain't ever looked down at your bitch smack her face with your dick while screaming hoe I'm rich
I put her face in the dirt I'm pushing this work won't stop till it hurts
Bitch I know what I'm worth smoking exotic I'm not from this earth
Think I'm become a problem a menace expected to rise from the bottom
I feel like I'm living in Gotham I'm smoking on Ivy I turn to a Martian
That pressure gets rolled in a gar my potna imported the kush from the stars
Dont give a fuck who you are put that smoke in the air don't take it too far
Never come back down
If we throwing hands I don't back down
I've been smoking haze in the background
Gotta 100 thou at the stash house
I've been sipping whiskey till I blackout
Keep my spaceship jumping like the trap house
If you fucking with me pull a bag out
Smoking good exotic till I pass out
Who the fuck really smoking killa
Make my heart stop like I'm J Dilla
Find me at the top smoking on a swisher
When the music stop they might get the picture
Bitch I am realer then real this music my life so fuck how you feel
Bitch I am realer then real this music my life so fuck how you feel
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Writer(s): Zachary Rossetti
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