Showdown Lyrics

Ayy No Kizzy All My Niggas Is Spinning

And My Niggas Gon' Get Em

Arp's with the 223's that boy know he be whiter then someones denim

I got some racks that come to my plate or maybe some peas ill eat em' for dinner

I got the gold that stay on my neck I got me some trophies lil boy ima winner

My birthday in march I guess that its spring but niggas be knowin i be colder then winter

That boy is a dog he think he a bitch we cut off his head lil boy had to trim em'

23 know Im Jordan know that im scorin I aint no rookie boy I aint beginnin

Im at the rim im finna dunk it inna air ima windmill it

That bitch aint my bitch she aint my hound

Just like a weight off we can go pound for pound

My niggas got glocks they come with no sound

Nigga try me then we shootin you down

Just like a fly we swattin you down

Niggas know we so fly they be patting us down

My boy in creative got unlimited rounds

My shorty wanna fuck go unlimited rounds

Yeah, My niggas switch up the style

Yeah, Direct em like Harry Styles

Yeah, Fly like AJ Styles

Yeah, That pussy boy is a clown

Yeah, I jus be savin my rounds

Cowboy table its metal all around

If u talk on my gang then my gang pullin up and they shootin them glocks and we have a showdown

Arp's with the 223's that boy know he be whiter then someones denim

I got some racks that come to my plate or maybe some peas ill eat em' for dinner

I got the gold that stay on my neck I got me some trophies lil boy ima winner

My birthday in march I guess that its spring but niggas be knowin i be colder then winter

That boy is a dog he think he a bitch we cut off his head lil boy had to trim em'

23 know Im Jordan know that im scorin I aint no rookie boy I aint beginnin

Im at the rim im finna dunk it inna air ima windmill it

Im at the rim im finna dunk it inna air ima windmill it

Arp's with the 223's

Im at the rim im finna dunk it

Im at the rim im finna dunk it inna air ima windmill it