Man Down lyrics

[Producers Tag]
Ouu Tash

[Rappers Tag]
WGB

[Hook]
Hell of straps I feel like Call of Duty
Slide with that mac hit that boy with the tooly
If you ain't WGB then you losing
So many racks, when I count get confusing
So many diamonds dripping on my jewelry
She wanna f*ck before she even knew me
Bad lil b*tch get wet like Jacuzzi
Slide to her crib and we shooting a movie
I'm the sh*t you can already tell that
Designer she know that I wear that
I'm smoking on gas can you smell that?
I'm smoking on gas I inhale that
You try to rob me you gon' fail that, finna skrt off in the Hellcat
Hit me up cause I sell that
Cut it-cut it-cut it up where the scale at?
Getting money I feel like the man now
OLT run the streets and that's hands down
I was humble at first, I don't care now
I'ma flex on these hoes bring them bands out
b*tch I'm hot like I'm catching a tan now
She was sleeping on me she a fan now
Send my hitta' to shoot at ya mans now
(Ba ba ba) Man Down
[Verse}
Don't give a f*ck 'bout no opp
7.62 will do the job
Don't talk to me if it ain't 'bout the guap
Hop in the Rari and drop off the top
I got what you need, pull up you can shop
So many P's just pull up to the spot
You can get murked n*gga you can get popped
Selling that work and I'm selling a lot
Pop me a perk and I go to the top
One false move and yo body gon' drop
Look at me wrong and I'm letting off shots
The neighbors they scared got them calling the cops
I slide on his block let the Glock go boom
I hop in the Rari I'm dropping the top, hit the gas and go zoom
So-so-so many b*tches they all up on me I'm like give me some room
Pull up to the scene shoot your house and then everybody in it too
Why would I settle to f*ck on one hoe when I can f*ck on two?
Get on your knees lil baby you already know what to do
Pull up I'ma shoot, I'm letting off two
At who? You
Young n*gga flipping the pack
I spend all the guap and I get it right back
I feel like Jay I'm posted with the mac
Come touch my chain and see a muzzle flash
f*ck-f*ck school I was skipping the class
AF1 got the white and the black
Run up on me you better get back
You must've forgot that we got hell of straps
[Hook]
Hell of straps I feel like Call of Duty
Slide with that mac hit that boy with the tooly
If you ain't WGB then you losing
So many racks, when I count get confusing
So many diamonds dripping on my jewelry
She wanna f*ck before she even knew me
Bad lil b*tch get wet like Jacuzzi
Slide to her crib and we shooting a movie
I'm the sh*t you can already tell that
Designer she know that I wear that
I'm smoking on gas can you smell that?
I'm smoking on gas I inhale that
You try to rob me you gon' fail that, finna skrt off in the Hellcat
Hit me up cause I sell that
Cut it up where the scale at?
Getting money I feel like the man now
OLT run the streets and that's hands down
I was humble at first, I don't care now
I'ma flex on these hoes bring them bands out
b*tch I'm hot like I'm catching a tan now
She was sleeping on me she a fan now
Send my hitta' to shoot at ya mans now
(Ba ba ba) Man Down (Man down)