Rich Amiri - Hand Down Man Down lyrics

What do you really get out it?
They always talkin' about me
Fuck it, I'm puttin' a bounty
On his head and turn 'em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them niggas wanna crowd me, oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that found me, oh
Tell me you don't

We the ones that got them bands out
We the ones that picked up bricks
And moved into the damn South
I can't stand a broke boy
Always beggin' with his hands out (Aro)
You always be in my lane, bitch
Choose another damn routе (pinkgrillz)

For this hand down, uh huh, man down, uh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, pussy boy, that's man down
You was talking out your neck, lil' boy
You said what? I was talking how she ride
It, that's thе scene, keep them legs up
All them niggas, they look under me
I'm the best one one day you gon' make it to
The green, keep you head up, woah

She on my head like a bounty
Thinkin' about me
I don't let her be around me
I don't why she be clownin', if she a loyal
I don't got time for the poutin'
'Posed to be takin' a
Flight 'cross the country
Fuck it, I'm takin' a Molly
I jus' wan' play with her
Mine and she be calling
What do you really get out it?
They always talkin' about me
Fuck it, I'm puttin' a bounty
On his head and turn 'em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them niggas wanna crowd me, oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that they found me, oh

Tell me you don't know oh, I'm off the gas
I'm slow oh lovin' that ho like no no
She wanna take a photo
Fuck it, I'm stayin' dolo, oh
Why you stayin' so close? Stayin', oh

We the ones that brought them bands out
Nigga, we might run in your damn house
Fuck that boy, that boy done
That boy fanned out take his shit, boy
We comin' for your land now
I'm off the gas, move fast
Leavin' that girl in the past
I'm on your ass, your ass, boy
You ain't getting a pass
I'm in the back, Maybach, fuck it
I'm goin' too fast no, they can't take that
Know that I'm taking it back

We the ones that got them bands out
We the ones that picked up bricks
And moved into the damn South
I can't stand a broke boy
Always beggin' with his hands out
You always be in my lane, bitch
Choose another damn route

For this hand down, uh huh, man down, uh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, huh, man down, huh
Hand down, pussy boy, that's man down
You was talking out your neck, lil' boy
You said what? I was talking how she ride
It, that's the scene, keep them legs up
All them niggas, they look under me
I'm the best one one day you gon' make it to
The green, keep you head up, woah

She on my head like a bounty
Thinkin' about me
I don't let her be around me
I don't why she be clownin', if she a loyal
I don't got time for the poutin'
'Posed to be takin' a
Flight 'cross the country
Fuck it, I'm takin' a Molly
I jus' wan' play with her
Mine and she be calling
What do you really get out it?
They always talkin' about me
Fuck it, I'm puttin' a bounty
On his head and turn 'em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them niggas wanna crowd me, oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that they found me, oh