Going Down lyrics

[Chorus: J Molley]
Started young with this sh*t but I’m older now
Drop a bag on my neck that’s a cold amount
If you speak on my name then it’s going down
Oh
Going down
Going down
They say what goes around come around
You just buy them a bag and they come around
If you speak on my name then it’s going down
Oh
Going down
Going down

[Verse 1: J Molley]
I feel like I’m turbo I run that sh*t back
In a big body Benz baby this not a cab
I love shawty aesthetic, come back up that ass
Shawty whipping Cayenne but she cold as Alaska

She a god with the stick so I call that b*tch Rambo
20 000 just to host where you can’t go
She sipping dom but she dropping that ass low
When I f*ck up the club I don’t f*ck up the bankroll

Lil b*tch you stupid go read you a book or something
Came from nothing to something this sh*t is nothing
Come from nothing to something to heavy stunting
All my b*tches get mad when I get to cuffing
These b*tches get mad i wasn’t even f*cking you
How you gon stunt on boy I’ve done more than you
Lil b*tch you stupid you f*cking on fathers
Made a million did it without my father

I f*ck all these b*tches then I keep my mouth closed
She don’t wanna talk because I have that mouth full
Bad b*tch spinning on me like vinyl
I’m sipping purp I ain’t talking bout NyQuil

I got some dirt on her she gonna cry still
b*tch I’m like Christ I made her my disciple
Dripping this auqafina and I’m iced up (iced up, iced up)

[Chorus: J Molley]
Started young with this sh*t but I’m older now
Drop a bag on my neck that’s a cold amount
If you speak on my name then it’s going down
Oh
Going down
Going down
They say what goes around come around
You just buy them a bag and they come around
If you speak on my name then it’s going down
Oh
Going down
Going down
[Verse 2: EMTee]
It’s going down foreal
Which n*gga holding you down for real
I smoke bout a pound foreal
Running’ the town forreal
Ridin’ dolo and I got em shook up
Say you gon stop me then good luck
Speak on my name they gon pull up
Then I keep it movin’ with my chin up

Smoking on gas and you know this sh*t stank
Looking at me funny when I walk into the bank
Your sh*t slap, n*gga my sh*t spank
Everybody love me I got dank

Jozi my city it’s tatted, I don’t like cappers
Don’t believe in the magic
Pass me the cabbage, straight to the head like a savage
Yeah they hate when you’re happy

In the city finessing the plug
Soon as I pull up they showing me love
Lately I’m not in the club
I get the money I’m putting it up

I don’t know what they on about
Still pop my sh*t and they love my sound
n*ggas been trying to count me out
On a high level b*tch I move with the sh*t
[Chorus: J Molley]
Started young with this sh*t but I’m older now
Drop a bag on my neck that’s a cold amount
If you speak on my name then it’s going down
Oh
Going down
Going down
They say what goes around come around
You just buy them a bag and they come around
If you speak on my name then it’s going down
Oh
Going down
Going down

[Verse 3: J. Molley]
Hold up relax
Who the f*ck told you that you was all that?
b*tches get paid to put a product up on their snap
Now they snapping at me like they dax
Superficial b*tches f*cking for decimals
All they care about is being the centerfold
I cannot educate minds that are minuscule
How do you tell the devil he’s a bitter fool
f*cking on men that go home to their children
She got a hundred exes man I feel like Scott pilgrim
I don’t need a hundred million ‘less I got a hundred children
I don’t need a hundred children
I guess everybody got their opinions
It’s sickening
(Look at the stars and I see that it's written in)
I told her focus on me pop a Ritalin
Triple 6 I just say it for the thrill of it

That’s cute lil boy I got 10 of 'em
Get on my level and flex again
Too many men I feel 50 cent
Where the shawties I need like 10 of 'em

S5 drop top
Sip wock, hit the club
f*ck it I’m rich enough I’m sipping rich in the kitchen
I hit the Hilton if she finna f*ck

[Chorus: J Molley]
Started young with this sh*t but I’m older now
Drop a bag on my neck that’s a cold amount
If you speak on my name then it’s going down
Oh
Going down
Going down
They say what goes around come around
You just buy them a bag and they come around
If you speak on my name then it’s going down
Oh
Going down
Going down