Hand Down Man Down
What do you really get out it?
They always talkin' about me
Fuck it, I'm puttin' a bounty
On his head and turn 'em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them n- wanna crowd me, oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that found me, oh
Tell me you don't—
We the ones that got them bands out
We the ones that picked up bricks and moved into the damn South
I can't stand a broke boy, always beggin' with his hands out (Aro)
You always be in my lane
Bitch choose another damn routе (pinkgrillz)
For this hand down, uh-huh, man down, uh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, pussy boy, that's man down
You was talking out your neck, lil' boy, you said what?
I was talking how she ride it, that's thе scene, keep them legs up
All them n-, they look under me, I'm the best one
One day you gon' make it to the green, keep you head up, woah
She on my head like a bounty, thinkin' about me
I don't let her be around me
I don't why she be clownin', if she a loyal
I don't got time for the poutin'
'Posed to be takin' a flight 'cross the country
Fuck it, I'm takin' a Molly
I jus' wan' play with her mine and she be calling
What do you really get out it?
They always talkin' about me
Fuck it, I'm puttin' a bounty
On his head and turn 'em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them n- wanna crowd me, oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that they found me, oh
Tell me you don't know-oh, I'm off the gas, I'm slow-oh
Lovin' that ho like no-no, she wanna take a photo
Fuck it, I'm stayin' dolo, oh
Why you stayin' so close? Stayin', oh
We the ones that brought them bands out
N-, we might run in your damn house
Fuck that boy, that boy done, that boy fanned out
Take his shit, boy, we comin' for your land now
I'm off the gas, move fast, leavin' that girl in the past
I'm on your ass, your ass, boy, you ain't getting a pass
I'm in the back, Maybach, fuck it, I'm goin' too fast
No, they can't take that, know that I'm taking it back
We the ones that got them bands out
We the ones that picked up bricks and moved into the damn South
I can't stand a broke boy, always beggin' with his hands out
You always be in my lane, bitch, choose another damn route
For this hand down, uh-huh, man down, uh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, pussy boy, that's man down
You was talking out your neck, lil' boy, you said what?
I was talking how she ride it, that's the scene, keep them legs up
All them n-, they look under me, I'm the best one
One day you gon' make it to the green, keep you head up, woah
She on my head like a bounty, thinkin' about me
I don't let her be around me
I don't why she be clownin', if she a loyal
I don't got time for the poutin'
'Posed to be takin' a flight 'cross the country
Fuck it, I'm takin' a Molly
I jus' wan' play with her mine and she be calling
What do you really get out it?
They always talkin' about me
Fuck it, I'm puttin' a bounty
On his head and turn 'em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them n- wanna crowd me, oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that they found me, oh
They always talkin' about me
Fuck it, I'm puttin' a bounty
On his head and turn 'em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them n- wanna crowd me, oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that found me, oh
Tell me you don't—
We the ones that got them bands out
We the ones that picked up bricks and moved into the damn South
I can't stand a broke boy, always beggin' with his hands out (Aro)
You always be in my lane
Bitch choose another damn routе (pinkgrillz)
For this hand down, uh-huh, man down, uh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, pussy boy, that's man down
You was talking out your neck, lil' boy, you said what?
I was talking how she ride it, that's thе scene, keep them legs up
All them n-, they look under me, I'm the best one
One day you gon' make it to the green, keep you head up, woah
She on my head like a bounty, thinkin' about me
I don't let her be around me
I don't why she be clownin', if she a loyal
I don't got time for the poutin'
'Posed to be takin' a flight 'cross the country
Fuck it, I'm takin' a Molly
I jus' wan' play with her mine and she be calling
What do you really get out it?
They always talkin' about me
Fuck it, I'm puttin' a bounty
On his head and turn 'em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them n- wanna crowd me, oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that they found me, oh
Tell me you don't know-oh, I'm off the gas, I'm slow-oh
Lovin' that ho like no-no, she wanna take a photo
Fuck it, I'm stayin' dolo, oh
Why you stayin' so close? Stayin', oh
We the ones that brought them bands out
N-, we might run in your damn house
Fuck that boy, that boy done, that boy fanned out
Take his shit, boy, we comin' for your land now
I'm off the gas, move fast, leavin' that girl in the past
I'm on your ass, your ass, boy, you ain't getting a pass
I'm in the back, Maybach, fuck it, I'm goin' too fast
No, they can't take that, know that I'm taking it back
We the ones that got them bands out
We the ones that picked up bricks and moved into the damn South
I can't stand a broke boy, always beggin' with his hands out
You always be in my lane, bitch, choose another damn route
For this hand down, uh-huh, man down, uh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, pussy boy, that's man down
You was talking out your neck, lil' boy, you said what?
I was talking how she ride it, that's the scene, keep them legs up
All them n-, they look under me, I'm the best one
One day you gon' make it to the green, keep you head up, woah
She on my head like a bounty, thinkin' about me
I don't let her be around me
I don't why she be clownin', if she a loyal
I don't got time for the poutin'
'Posed to be takin' a flight 'cross the country
Fuck it, I'm takin' a Molly
I jus' wan' play with her mine and she be calling
What do you really get out it?
They always talkin' about me
Fuck it, I'm puttin' a bounty
On his head and turn 'em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them n- wanna crowd me, oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that they found me, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Danny Snodgrass, Vince Aro, Ethan Mccallum Williams, Elijah Policard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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