Man Down lyrics

[Verse 1: Booka]
Smoking dope toting tools
See a opp give him the blues
Money stacking hoes ratchet so i never pick or choose
Opps losing yeah they clueless
Die Ls its a movement
30 poppers spray your movie
[?]
Real hitter have a doobie
I go in [?]
600 riding with me
Red beam fully loaded and
Try sh*t you get toasted
On my mans I ain't gone go b*tch
Check the score b*tch going ham
Any n*gga you get blammed

[Verse 2: Cdai]
Roll up the thoinks
Where the thots at
We got Glocks b*tch
And they got mop sticks
For that guap b*tch
I have you popped b*tch
Now you hot sh*t
Go see god b*tch
A lot of n*ggas say they Tookaville crazy
Till they ass be on the brick or their brains be on the pavement
See I’m amazing
When them cannons get to spraying
Catch him leave him slumped now his body just laying
Now they miss you
Just like Tutu
Oh boo hoo
He went to school
He was a good dude
Now he cooked food
And I’m the f*cking chef
Yeah I cook dudes
For a cheap price, thats bout five stacks
For that five stacks
I’ll leave your ass back
Or your top peeled
When I’m off a pill
f*ck Tookaville
This sh*t is real
I wanna say its a hit but n*gga its a drill
Yeah I just be blowing loud cooling it
Till I get a call about a opp then I’m doing him
40 shells be chewing him
Bubble gum I’m chewing him
Teach him something I’m schooling him
Die Ls to two of them I’m gone
[Verse 3: RondoNumbaNine]
It's bang bang say cheese NumbaNine in this b*tch
You can check my swag out and I got a glossy wrist
Wiiic City, Brick City yeah them the f*cking bros
n*ggas know that when I come through that I'ma blow
I ain't gotta talk n*ggas already know
This 45 that I'm holding I'll let that b*tch go
And my chain glow you can call it So Icey
And I got a b*tch that's sucking di*k and she a [?]
23 shots in the banger you can call it Mikey
And I'm laying n*ggas down chopper filled like 40 rounds
And all of a sudden he got a man down
n*gga I'm bossing sh*t everyday hands down