Man Down ft. Lildrippa Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, let's go

Aye los you ready?

Man down

Come on, man down

Man down

Let's get it

Yeah, yeah

Man down

We gon' grab that Glock

And we gon' catch him with his Pants down

Screamin' fuck my opps

Cause they all sick

Cause I'm the man now

Bop, bop

Yeah, okay

Man down

Bop, bop

Yeah, ayo, Carlos

Soon we gon' be sellin' out arenas

Yeah Wells Fargo

Super slimy when it's beef

I'll show you how far I go

Cause you ain't never mask up on A nigga

Leave him in the street

Slide up like we Jeepers

Creepers hit, they block and

Fuckin' creep, creep

That's a man down

I told my bitch to line him

Caught him lackin with his pants Down, okay

She slimed a nigga out

I told her so because our love deep

She'll never rat on me

I know my bad bitch really love me

Okay

He said, let's swap it out

Swiper, no swipin

I'll grab that Glock

And shoot him in his mouth

Let's swap it out

Bitch, I been had her

The fuck you talkin' bout?

Let's really swap it out

My brother soul for yours

Bitch, fuck we talkin' bout

Man down

All you niggas bitches really fanned out if

You said we love you

Drippa' for my album

You a fan now

And fuck the group

That old head mad as shit

He like Cliff Huxtable

These hoes easy

Never met a bitch that ain't Unfuckable

Okay

JJ, I just hit Lil' J

He like I fucked her too

That shit funny

Cause me and brodie really went And

Fucked the crew

Man down

Left him in the dirt

In a hearse

That nigga fanned out

I'm the man now

If you run up, bitch, that's a man Down

We gon' grab that Glock

And we gon' catch him with his Pants down

Screamin' fuck my opps

Them niggas sick

Cause I'm the man now

Okay

Man down

Man down

It's a man down

I told broski

Hop up out that Glock

And put that man down

He so mad

I took his bitch

Me and this bitch

Havin' affairs

All she do is fuck wit rap

Niggas, I just wanna blast

Niggas, how you drop a diss

You ain't on shit

You in the past

Glock, Glock, Glock

That's that Glock now

Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock

He get hawked down

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

He can't get hawked down

All she do is fuck with rap

Niggas, I just wanna blast

Woah, we leave him gone

His body froze

Woah, I got those niggas

I just wanna blast

Woah, we leave him gone

His body froze

Woah, I got the pole

Me and my bros, we goin' all

And we on gold

Fuckin' these hoes is not enough

I want some more

Cause it's a man down

We gon' grab that Glock

And we gon' catch him

With his hands down

Screamin' fuck my opps

Them niggas sick

Cause I'm the man down

Man down

Man down

Man down

Okay