City Morgue - Downer lyrics

Thraxx

I'm a downer and maybe I'm an asshole
Catch you sellin' on my block
And I'ma tax you so low, soul rolls through
These blocks without a check for me

I'm the reason that they overdose
To let you know
I'm the reason he fuck with the dope
To let you know, don't do drugs
Sell 'em, make it rain, umbrellas
Go and rob bank tellers and shit
Put bodies on your barrel
Break a high score and shit
The devil doesn't sleep
Still ingrained in the wrist
My niggas mob deep and I bet that you zip
When this banana peel
Then I bet that you slip
If you fuckin' with a bitch
Then you always at risk
And if you fuckin' with the zips
Then you gonna be RIP​
You catch me on the block
Steady sippin' on piss you catch me uptown
Then your body get flipped fuck nigga (Mula)

Getting it like Richie Porter (Rocks)
Talk about who really ordering
I just filled like fifty orders (Work)
Gotta take a trip to border (Work)
Picking up a hundred pack and I
Get my sticks from Florida break your back
A hundred straps just for my lil' nigga
The 8-0 with the dick, with potato on the tip
I'm like Fredo in this bitch
A tornado in this bitch
Pound of sour there for knockin'
Rappers flirtin' with my bitch
Fifty round, clip a hundred
Super soak his shit in public

I'm a downer and maybe I'm an asshole
Catch you sellin' on my block
And I'ma tax you so low, slow, rolls through
These blocks without a check for me