M4N D0WN Lyrics

(One of these days, I gotta stop talking like this, bro) Yuh yuh

Yuh (Somebody gon' be on my ass)

So what (Ayo Oddwin)

Raid man, raid man, raid man, raid man

Raid man, raid man

I hit his block in the ray bands

We leave the block vacant

Knocked out his socks, Lord take him

I get 'em bought, ain't rents

Calling them shots, hey man (Hi shots)

Jit popped out with a jot in his pants, that pencil, that lead

If he finna sketch out a shot, somebody get dropped

Somebody get (What?)

Dead (Bow)

Pick a number from one to ten (Pick one)

We probably got that plus K in the vault lil' boy, and its nothin' but Bens, yuh

I ain't the one to be poked

You might just get you a counter in poles

How you gon' stop me, you ain't got a flow

Homie, you getting exposed

Lemme be clear when I get on your timeline

I find something I want I acquire mine

Ain't no more "keep going" brody, it's my time

Order me round and I give you the drive by, uh yuh

Mastermind, I told 'em how to move and they get agg'

Ran up with them specs, he on our spot, he finna lag

That popping ain't no party, it's gon' leave somebody sad

Man I don't like his ass, he fuck around he getting stabbed

Uh, man down, man down, huh

Big bucks in gowns, huh, sticks up, stick rounds, huh

Man brought his jitties, fo, pick up these clowns, huh

We gon' need the extra fit ups this time, aye, aye

Uh, man down, man down, huh

Big bucks in gowns, huh, sticks up, stick rounds, huh

Man brought his jitties, fo, pick up these clowns, huh

We gon' need the extra fit ups this time

I need a rider bitch

We on a nature trail in the hood, I pick up all kinds of sticks

We put that ratjack in the wood, it's the only time I spliff

Stop jock with a word, I ain't ever swing not no kind of fist

Fuck around with the God gifted jit, shit get clicked off side the hip

Bow the kid, left momma done cry if he deserve that kinda shit

I pop up in the jail, I turn kingpin, they follow my respect

You ain't ever show up, you tryna to scrap now, I'll send you my address

Blow the shawty ass out, she prolly gon' yelp every time she try to sit

Bend on that clique side, they go inside (Hoe)

I fucked a boy on some straight shit, lil' pussy felt this rod (Bow)

He already wanna go to Hell, won't be my fault he ain't met God

I was gon' chop rap fast as hell, then fuck it, said "jit talk"

I'm fly off the top

Big ass beetle with a metal stock

Hard shell hit him, it'll rattle thoughts

Single him out like a Battle Spot

Jimminy Cricket, I walk with the stick

It up on you, this shit is about to get wicked

You thinking of dissing on me then forget it

I give you a minute then run a

Ah, agh, fuck

Mastermind, I told 'em how to move and they get agg'

Ran up with them specs, he on our spot, he finna lag

That popping ain't no party, it's gon' leave somebody sad

Man I don't like his ass, he fuck around he getting stabbed

Uh, man down, man down

Big bucks in gowns, sticks up, stick rounds

Man brought his jit...

Tch, you get the idea, man