Stay Down

DY Krazy

Metro

Fuck them other bitches who don't rock with us

Only five-star shit, ain't no thots with us

Chanel round shades like binoculars

Diamond nose ring, they think 'Pac with us

I give you every penny like Oscar

We gon' smoke a pound of Runtz at the Oscars

She fucked on a hooper and a boxer

Came to my crib in his boxers

Knowing me, I'm from the block, I still fucked her

I came from Harold's Chicken to eating lobsters

Spanish bitch say, "Gracias"

Before I eat, I say, "My Fatiha"

I need a SPIDER jacket, wear is Thug?

Ain't playing, I got my Glock in the club

I break the Perc just to give her a buzz

Fuck you, you ain't showing no love

This shit crazy

Hoppin' out the car, no photos, baby

Fuck around with you, I've been throwed off lately

Heard shit through the grapevine

You want time, I'ma take mine

Gucci belt for her waistline

Say you down, gotta stay down

Otherwise, I'ma make my rounds, no cap, yeah

I don't discriminate, I want a rich thot

Shorty showing her pussy all on Tik Tok

Pussy trippin', Blueface gotta switch mops

Why you trippin', just give me all your attention

I be deep inside her stomach, make her guts talk

I don't want that quiet sex, I want that slut talk

Stop actin' like you don't wanna go to that Slut Walk

I half like you, so I went half on your butt shots

I can't be seen with you in stores, I gotta pull off

And we be fucking with a condom, then I pulled it off

And you know I won't give no fucks

And I know that DY fucked

And I know that Metro fucked

They're my brothers, and I'ma still show you love

I'ma still show you love

This shit crazy

Hoppin' out the car, no photos, baby

Fuck around with you, I've been throwed off lately

Heard shit through the grapevine

You want time, I'ma take mine

Gucci belt for her waistline

Say you down, gotta stay down

Otherwise, I'ma make my rounds, no cap, yeah

I put you on the finest

I take you out shopping for diamonds

French Polynesian, courtesy of the plug

So much fun, **** shout out to Thug

Foamposites make deposits, I just check stubs

Got the pocket rocket outside of the club

Your "Whoa Kemosabe" Benz big as it come

If you loved me, would you tell me that you ride for me?

Keep it gangster, would you die for me?

Let you shop, go get all designer gear

Double up the Rolls and let you ride over here

Money ties over here, mob ties over here

I could load you down with supplies over here

We can work it out, it's paradise over here

Motherfucker, keep your eyes from over here

You could die from over here, ay

This shit crazy

Hoppin' out the car, no photos, baby

Fuck around with you, I've been throwed off lately

Heard shit through the grapevine

You want time, I'ma take mine

Gucci belt for her waistline

Say you down, gotta stay down

Otherwise, I'ma make my rounds, no cap, yeah