bring it down low ft. Lil Hungry Lyrics

You niggas make them diss songs but it's not really slappin

Chop go brakka and hit his dome, he thought I was just rappin

Said you gon' switch, cheese the load, can you stop all the cappin'

Baby A, hold a hundred, I just bought a new gadget, ayy

Ninety-one for the gas, cause my squizz exquisite, bitch, I don't snort coke

I pop thizz cause it lift my spirit

It's Funk with bro, I gotta smoke it, next family visit Or have security pop him up, you know my

mans be trippin'

When I was down bad, nobody checked on me

I ain't got no Nike on, but it's a tech on me

Uzi Vert on me, tryna put your ass to rest, homie

Did this nigga just wave hi, we finna check Brody

See a 5, bleed a 5, I can't give no passes, this bitch, weird, I drunk a honey pack to not get no action

Boy, I wouldn't even fight the flu, bet the stick gon' tap him

It's P-80, but I can bet you the stick do magic

Hit his load with 223s, I'm a windshield wiper

Told my fam to bring it down low cause I am not no fiver

My opps don't really slide for real, they some Instagram livers

He died dipping his toes in, he is not no diver

Box em in don't even do the one-on-ones with the fades

Every time my opp get popped up, I'm the one they blame

It's Fuck the Pups, I ride around with dogs who can't be tamed

Everybody glock, got STD, bitch, we came with

flames

How you a ho, but you still ain't give no cooter?

What the fuck is a 10, bitch, I came with a ruler

When my niggas up the sco, I don't know who the shooter

I'm a real slimy nigga, just watch how I maneuver

Ill, I'm knock a nigga top back, it's a bloody scene

Whole hood laughing now cause you took one for the team

Got a .30 on my waist and I'm bout to let it ring

Little nigga talking shit, but this Drakey make him sing

Why you talking all that shit if you don't wanna get involved

How you say that's your bitch, but she let me fuck her raw

And I bust on her face and she know all my songs

She a bad little bitch, she look good in a thong

Bad little bitch, beats a pussy like I'm 03

She a freak ho and she singing, don't know me

Chilling with your friends, bitch, come and bring your homies

Off two foes, got me feeling like I'm Kobe

Brother gets a trip and tell her, me to kick the cup

Nigga know I love that shit, I could never give it up

Got demons on my head telling me time is up

So when I ride through the city, bitch, you know I'm blickyed up