Down For The Count lyrics

[Intro]
Ha, b*tch, let's go, (Who made this beat?)

[Chorus]
M-m-me and my n*ggas, we down for the count
We turn up, spin yo block, turn it 'round
What's the point in getting down, lil' n*gga, just know, you ain't ducking rounds
n*ggas snitching, but try to cover it up, by saying
"Look at the body we found"
I can be chill at times, but you know how I get down

[Verse 1]
I can be killing, or it can get literal
Leave dirt in your hair like leave-in conditioner
Someone call papa, tell him come pick him up
I stay drilling, 'cause Ion really give a f*ck
It's like a superstore, we giving toe-tags
f*ck yo b*tch, and then ran up the bag
Oh he dead, well damn, how sad
Hit him three times, the fourth time with a MAG
f*ck it up, run it up
We see an opp, just bust, aye
The last name ain't Norris, but f*ck it, I nutted
We keep the baddies if the back of a Cullinan

[Chorus]
M-m-me and my n*ggas, we down for the count
We turn up, spin yo block, turn it 'round
What's the point in getting down, lil' n*gga, just know, you ain't ducking rounds
n*ggas snitching, but try to cover it up, by saying
"Look at the body we found"
I can be chill at times, but you know how I get down
[Verse 2]
Let's go, they say asking me why I be killing them n*ggas
I told 'em I'm just doing my job
I ain't doing handiwork, but I'm still drilling them n*ggas
f*ck them n*ggas, matter of fact, f*ck 'em all
Make her put lips to my di*k til' it throb
Damn it, that's too disrespectful, I might just whisper the rest of this song
I left him alone twice, but two rights don't make a wrong
I raise the bar, but my bars are strong
I hit her once, and she keeps coming
If you running from me, n*gga, keep running
If you mess up our vibes, just keep stunting
Okay, who brought an opp in this b*tch
I see that sh*t poking out of your peacoat, I know you brought a Glock in this b*tch
I got my own time, brang a clock in this b*tch
You better check the score or hit the door, if you ain't bring Wock' in this b*tch, n*gga, ha

[Chorus]
Me and my n*ggas, we down for the count
We turn up, spin yo block, turn it 'round
What's the point in getting down, lil' n*gga, just know, you ain't ducking rounds
n*ggas snitching, but try to cover it up, by saying
"Look at the body we found"
I can be chill at times, but you know how I get down