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DOWN (feat. ALLANONE & Wsg Wrld)

by Walkman

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Citys shots where you at I cant go home no more Just sit back down Down, down, down, down, down Down now we up up Bitch you ugly as shit Get off the rip The motherfucker with no kit Tryna go hit the dirt before you hit a lick Fuck a kombucha needa drink kefir Flight from cuba breathing aether 55 on another skrew up got me fucking around for a feature Here we go Get your shit prinited on a tee like a brand new draco Not ovo but my situations been deep Give me the keys, I need to go faster than the bag Keep on dashing, Roscoe dash now Don't know why y'all Trying to make that shit outta riots and the flames You two are bad for me like a pair of fuckin' sins I got blood all over my shirt from my heart and my skin I put up too many walls, you'll never win I declined so many calls, can't let you win In the piss he resting Intestines, neglected, infested, invest in some blessings That bitch is a peasant I just hit the pheasants The bitch is deceptive, the pussy's receptive But never respect him to make some reflections Don't make no exceptions like I'm They didn't believe me when I set the dreams And that's why I rewritten everything Just to make it all better, just to make it all better I don't know if it's all the weather but ill represent and I'm gone Yeah, I do what's make it all better I just, buy my guala and my jeans and my shirt up Run up on me, yeah I'll make you wetter Kamikaze, yeah, this ain't no sweater weather I got a choppa, that shit got the heater Run up on me and I'm talkin' my Nina Damn, I'll end on my side in case you wanna get baited This 45 relocate Switchin' up your face You would get hit in your place But I come back when everybody wanna be too trash Motherfucker ain't relapsing Nothing else but I've been inside the past, like past, past I fuck the bitch in the back and I don't really know Where you come with the tracks On a motherfucker really never gonna say that shit With no aim when I gage with a full plate Motherfucker really coming out with nowhere Gotta come back with a tray Motherfucker want you to regain Bet you never get shit from that When you never been signed Motherfucker wanna be carbon copy on the side Goddamn, she in my ride But she wanna do shit on the side I guess she down Write it down Write it write it down Write it down down Write it write it down Write it down down Write it write it down Write it down down The world will never see me run and I cant hide They live behind the lies and They doing the life Don't know what's happening I cant run away from tides And I don't know what's happening right now You play games like a PlayStation I'm outside waiting Are we going ride away Right away, ride away Oh no Where will we go

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