ItsGoingDown

I'ma keep it raw, I'm off the indies now

And I just wanna talk

Baby, I'ma keep it thug

Can't let no nigga walk away, or he gon' lose his mind

See, I just hit the plug, I need mud and a pack of plans

Oh, shit, that nigga showin' up, damn near hit my dance

Days ago, I seen his party was in niggas plans

Even though they want me took, live once, so I'm takin' a chance

Flyin' in Vans, baby sneaks, put a brand on the pants

Cartier to shade, white gull, just a glitz in my hand

'Cause I'm prepared, I picked a pistol that fit in my pocket

Called it's a rocket, it take off every time that I pop it

Gotta acknowledge that this nigga's down on my head

And I can't end up dead, so I bring Yeeky and stay on ten

I'll bring my mans, but I ain't there if it ain't with the Klan

And D got bloody police, and Da Vinci where he hold the hand

Tay got shades, and Jelenae, first choice to smell

She gon' bring the baby Drake with the voice of hell

And Marbenji is steady, stayin' with Gucci

But tonight, he finna rock the Moncler to tuck him naturally, nigga

Well, we're all finna be up in there

Yeah, them niggas ain't all that shit

But if I see him, I'll paint his wigs

You feel me, dog?

Look, I'ma keep it raw

I'm off the indies now, and I just wanna talk (I just wanna talk)

Baby, I'ma keep it that (I'ma keep it that)

Can't let no nigga walk up weird, he gon' lose his mugs

See now we fitted up, Foddy's tucked on our way to the spot

My Mark crazy, that boy anxious, he ready to pop

Brother chill don't even trip them niggas ain't on shit

I think I see the crib, just hit this left, and we can park the whimp

Lost out to world, nothin' but ho's on the front porch

For it could say like this exactly who we come for

It's done for, they had their eyes on the team, nigga

See what I see, nigga?

The baddest bitch I ever seen nigga

I'm like, it's green, nigga, let's get it crackin', I'm finna spin my shit

Before I even opened my mouth, she covered up my lips (she covered up my mouth)

Lookin' seductive, reached for somethin', I'm like what that is? (What that is?)

She pull a flask and hit me black like, baby, sip on this

Damn, bitch, I'm already lit, and put some on the tan

But fuck it, we in the function, so I put it in my hand

I kiss the flag, she kiss it back, and then I sip again

She look me in the eye and ask me why I ain't up in her pants?

(What the fuck was that?)

And where my niggas blood, I'm tripping, where the fuck my gag?

Reach in my pocket, find a rocket, and I cock it back

See hella niggas cutting out this bitch and they moving fast

I push my way up in the house, I'm looking for my partners

First it smell like smoke, blood on the floor, I think we got a problem (nigga these shit a problem)

Look in the back, my looking gas like he tryin' to solve it

I asked what I'd ask, and he like 'Suckas was trying to surround me'

It's all around me, blood that hot that we slaughtered that homie

But nigga, they don't know me and they ain't know that I had that shit on me

But I ain't blood, everybody done seen my face

But I ain't do the race, I fought back, but then here come tag

He grabbed the K, he let it spray and blew him all away

You should've saw they face, Blue Dizzy sleeves, they smiled at a race

But I'm sick, 'cause he forgot the chop, got some bursts

(And while he let it spit, he hit a bitch, he ain't gon' need a nurse)

Blood, you fuckin' lying, I'm damn near stuffed like what we finna do

Mark talkin' about a post but that shit's tough

And we just gotta move, cut about the back

Bounce that fence and head back to the coupe

I hate the streets, it's takes a dab, it's like you gotta loose

(It's take a dab, it's like you gotta lose)

(I think I hate the streets, it's take a dab, it's like you gotta lose)

(Nigga, what the fuck, dawg?)

(Yeah, love, love)