Young Thug, 6LACK, Lil Durk - Stay Down lyrics

(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'll 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
Knowin' me, I'm from the block
I still fucked her
I came from Harold's Chicken
To eatin' lobsters
Spanish bitch say, "Gracias"
Before I eat, I say my Fatiha
I need a Spider jacket, where's Thug?
Ain't playin', I got my Glock in the club
I break the Perc' just to give her a buzz
Fuck you if you ain't show us no love

This shit crazy
Hoppin' out the car, no photos, baby
Fuck around with you
I 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, hmm
Otherwise I'ma make my rounds, no cap, yeah

I don't discriminate, I want a rich thot
Shawty showin' her pussy all on TikTok
Pussy drippin', Blueface, gotta switch mops
Why you trippin'? Just give
Me all your attention (Ayy, yeah)
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 (Oh)
I can't be seen with you at stores
I gotta pull off (Ayy)
And we be fuckin' with a condom
I damn near pulled it off (Ayy)
And you know I don't give no fuck (No no, no)
And I know that DY fucked (No no, no)
And I know that Metro fucked (No no, no)
They my brothers and I'ma still show you love
(Oh, oh oh) i'ma still show you love

This shit crazy
Hoppin' out the car, no photos, baby
Fuck around with you
I 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 shoppin' for diamonds
French Polynesian, courtesy of the plug
So much fun, nigga, shoutout to Thug

Foamposites, make deposit's
I just check stubs
Got the pocket rocket out outside of the club
The "Woah Kemosabe" Benz, big as it come
If you love me
Would you tell me that you ride for me?
Keep it gangsta, would you die for me?
Let you shop, you go get all designer gear
Double R the Rolls and let you ride over here
Money ties over here, mob ties over here
I can load you down with supplies over here
We can rub you down, it's paradise over here
Motherfucker, keep your eyes from over here
You can die from over here, yeah

This shit crazy
Hoppin' out the car, no photos, baby
Fuck around with you
I 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, hmm
Otherwise I'ma make my rounds, no cap, yeah