Down Me

(Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)

(It's Budda Beats)

Niggas tryna down me who I grew up with

Bitches tryna down me, bitch, don't do that shit

Just don't play with me, 'cause they gon' kill no matter who you with

I be with all the killers in my city no matter who you get

Yeah, everybody points, no matter who you get

Please don't play with Durkio 'cause you will get your Tooka hit

Better hide your ho, just don't get caught inside that Uber shit

I'm too big to rap about my opps, that's just the mood I'm in

Last nigga play with Nuski name, I bet he won't do it again

It's not six to 24 no more, it's more like 36

I done took some L's, broke as hell, kissin' all the thots

I done turned up, got myself a check, richer than all the opps

First day out, I'm smokin' Tooka, I'm feelin' all the drops (all the drops)

Second day out, I got a Glock, I'm hittin' all them blocks (all them blocks, nigga)

Third day out, I'm tired of fuckin', I hit all the thots

Niggas callin', talkin' 'bout my brother, you into it with all of us

Boy, I don't give a fuck what you sayin', nigga, pull up

Heard he found out where the fuck we stay, he still ain't do nothin'

Big shottas got a Glock and a K, you niggas poo-puttin'

Fuck you got your gun license for? You ain't gon' shoot nothin'

All my niggas killers, when it's time, you won't know who comin'

Duke and Muwop shoot somethin', got two 50s, they one hundred (boom)

I been waitin' at this nigga crib since like two somethin'

Fuck it, first nigga out that door, he got a suit comin'

I'm a savage from the 'Raq (yeah)

Plus I dyed my dreads

Last nigga played about that shit, foenem fried his ass

Who you say you killed, nigga? Yeah, you lied again

I'ma get on your ass, but Von worser, that's the badder twin

Yeah, and if we miss, then we gon' slide again (slide again)

You die, the doctor bring you back to life, we kill your ass again

And he ain't got nobody else to call, we done killed all his friends

We spinned the bend, the nigga looked just like him, so we killed his twin, uh

Got me slidin' on the opps (got me slidin' on the opps)

I'ma shoot, if you ain't shootin', you get shot (you be dyin')

I got a cooler on the Ruger when it's hot

Lil' nigga dissin' me and now we shootin' up his block (boom-boom, boom-boom)