Down

I play my shit loud
I let my bass pound
That's what I do, and that's what I'm about
And I elevate you
Cause that's where we are
Now we're bump'n dope tunes
Cruisin' in my car
You wanna get down
You wanna come with
I can promise you something
This isn't what
You wanna miss

I'm your king
With you my queen
Together forever, you know we'll be conquerin' everything
So let's bring the world down

What do you say

While everybody's talkin' About their confidence
There for I'm confident that we may
Let's
Russian roulette this bitch, and we'll take a couple chances
Maybe get a couple of clicks
Or take a few hits
But I'd rather feel alive with you by my side
Where do we go first
I can't decide

So we'll take a ride
Call me Cyde, Bonnie
No worries
I got your back, honey
Now we lookin' so fresh, with our knapsacks of money
Dollars, signs in my eyes
As we make our getaway
And it's you and me getting charged up like ecstasy
and electrically
We'll arc off
And we'll make our mark tossed
In the darkest version of reality
So fuck the formality
loading up a 12 round mag, and I
Jack the slide back

Locked up with white knuckles and we're fighting back
With brutality
Live to fight, to destroy together
Oh the humanity

With no frown on this clown
Cuz I'm down
With the way you are
On the journey no matter
how far
Down with fighting off a major army coming for you Even though you told me
that I could walk away
But shit
I've never been a good listener anyway
In fact twice the bullets is double the spray
Because it's that shit
That you and I got
A little thing called history
Hey

Never give in
Fuck the 5-0
And we're never stopping and together we go
And we'll die for each other
I'll be your Kennedy
Oh Wick Wickid
You're my Monroe

Yip-yip-yippee Ki-yay
We the baddest duo ever
Now do whatever we say

Keep your hands up
Head down
And silence would be great
Because we're Twitchy on this trigger
And this Ozi isn't fake

When you're breaking out the chains
When the goal is to make the millions
And working doesn't work
When you're making the bare minimum
So we loaded up the 45 caliber ACP bullet drum
And set out to make the most
Out of our millennium
It's a gold plated
Thompson
Breathing fire lead smoker Me and Holly Quinn
Being naughty
Purple suit up on this joker

No card games here
Dealer deck, table no poker
We got
Romeo, and Juliet
Down to die
Fuck being mediocre

Now we back to back
And we locked up
And we working out with that tough love
And you and I
Will take it all
That's what our madness is made

With no frown on this clown
Cause I'm down with the way you are
On the journey no matter how far
Down with fighting off a major army coming for you Even though you told me That I could, walk away
But shit
I've never been a good listener anyway
In fact, twice the bullets is double the spray
Because it's that shit that you and I got
A little thing called history
Hey
And we'll never give in
Fuck the 5-0
And we're never stopping
And together we go
And we'll die for each other
I'll be your Kennedy
Oh Wick Wickid
You're my Monroe

I love being bad with you
We bring that attitude
With criminal taboo
Obtuse
Never right
Colorful characters
A couple of cockatoos
We truce Deuce with a
love so tight

That together we might
Bring the whole world down
To a creep
To a halt

Now I'm unleashing hell With my baby, my queen
With every slide of my bolt

Out of control on this 50 With a look in her eyes
She gets me
Got me high, elevated feeling lifty
Now swiftly
We move quickly

With no frown on this clown
Cause I'm down with the way you are
On the journey no matter how far
Down with fighting off a major army coming for you Even though you told me That I could, walk away
But shit
I've never been a good listener anyway
In fact, twice the bullets is double the spray
Because it's that shit that you and I got
A little thing called history
Hey
And we'll never give in
Fuck the 5-0
And we're never stopping
And together we go
And we'll die for each other
I'll be your Kennedy
Oh Wick Wickid
You're my Monroe