Wash It Down

Mama gone off that drink, and she overthinkin', she tryna block it out
Don't play with my name, lil n***a on gang, I really can pop shit, now
Remember those days, my shit didn't bang, and now I can walk shit down
Ain't doin' no chase, this shit for the flavor, I'm just tryna wash it down

I'm steady grindin' up to the mornin', watch me, now
Feelin' like Huncho, I highly performin', lock it, down
Shit gettin' bad, these n****s, they movin' a little too awkward, now
Throw a lil' shade, that shit don't phase me, n***a, can't stop me, now

Straight outta Griffin, put on for the city, bitch, we from Spalding
Over the tracks on Slaton, i think' about it too often
They showin' they hand, lil' bitch im the man, please get up off me
I drop the tape and I seen them hate, n***a, must be salty

Somewhere with a vibe, I'm beatin' her thighs, she callin' me Charlie
Bitch, I'm Tonka, I go monster, but not in the closet
I'm beatin' her down, I'm grippin' my nine, that bitch in my pocket
No Gervonta Davis, but I'm on beat it like it's Boxing

She lovin' my sign, I'm reading ' her mind, she thinkin' I'm toxic
She down with the gang, she ready to pull up with the opps, at
Put her hair in a bun you would think she foreign, way, she grabbin' the chop sticks
I sit back with a smile, like, girl, you better stop it

Mama gone off the drink, and she overthinkin', she tryna block it out
Don't play with my name, lil' n***a, on gang, I really can pop shit, now
Remember those days, my shit didn't bang, and now I can walk shit down
Ain't doin' no chase, this shit for the flavor, I'm just tryna wash it down

I'm steady grindin' up to the mornin', watch me now
Feelin' like Huncho, I highly performin', lock, it down
Shit gettin' bad, these n****s, they movin' a little too awkward now
Throw a lil' shade, that shit don't fade, my n***a can't stop me now



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