Slump6s - Man Down! lyrics
[Slump6s - Man Down! lyrics]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Is it Givenxhy?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy ayy
Said he wanna smoke with us, big ask
Put his ass to the floor
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I'm with a ten and I'm gone for the weekend
While you whippin' 'round in a Honda Accord
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Me and the gang went shoppin'
I'm finna pick up some Christian Diors
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She think I want a relation
But I only hit that hoe up when I'm bored
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I blow up, but I'm not Lil Tecca (Woah)
On my grind, man, I never quit it
(Woah, woah, woah)
Choppa handle you light like a feather (Woah)
Chill with Nas, soak you niggas in ketchup
(Woah, woah, woah)
Leave him red, not talkin' ketchup (Woah)
Lay him down, lil' boy finna 'fess up
(Woah, woah, woah)
Want a partner, then you gotta tell somethin'
All my snipers, they shoot from the neck up
(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
They bе like, "Lil 600, you next in"
I be stеady applyin' the pressure
They be like
"I know niggas that's better than you"
I be like, "Well
Let's go ahead and chase 'em"
If you look at my stash, shit, I
Got a milli' in it, yeah, well
I think that's impressive
Take a look at my eyes, yeah, I
Know that you might take him down
But he highly respected in my city
There ain't nobody really doin' it
Like me except maybe one
They all look at me like it's
A damn competition, but really
I'm just havin' fun
I know that these old heads really mad
I'm doin' this shit while I'm young
They like, "600, how you so intelligent
With it?" Well, I'm goin' dumb, huh
(Yo) , ok i ain't from Chicago, the way that
I'm stayin' with the bulls
But they think that I'm in
The Cirque du Soleil
Shout out the, how they know what my name is
I'm feelin' like YB and Cordae
I'm livin' the suite life
I'm all in a yacht with my main
Hitta Zack and my main nigga Cody
I don't listen to Youngboy but you know
My Slime and my Slatt, nigga
I know that you not my brody
I ain't from this planet
I came in a spaceship
Ain't Super Fly, finna give him a facelift
He tryna be in my circle but
I don't do new friends
So you better give me a payment
He talk down and we put
His ass in the pavement
That nigga livelihood startin' to cave in
The rims of the foreign
I got my shit painted
I deserve a whole lot for
The time that I waited, huh
I waited to get where I am now
Three years I been doin'
This rappin' shit and
I ain't never been given a handout
Slump600 and Sosa, I feel like the man now
I ain't never been in the
Army, we hittin' that boy
Now they callin' a man down