4th & Downs

Micro drac' that bitch too loud If we catch a opp, no hesitation dump him down I got a button on my glock I hit it once it switch the crowd And ain't no blickin' at no v on every drill we getting out Bitch I'm pouring clean, I'm sipping wocky by the ounce Told that bitch hop up off the roof They suck your dick, you gotta bounce Lost some niggas in that field, on little king, we wear crowns Saw the opp nigga down bad, he up in trouble like forth and downs We gon' spin his block, ferris wheel, ridin' around Uh We got all these glizzy's on us, jus' to ride around Uh Growin' up in the trenches, I got taught to make no sound Uh We smoke they ass out the pound Uh, ay Yeah yeah All that Smoke they dead ass out the pound, man What the fuck goin' on? Long live scoom Let's do it, go Ay, nigga Ceiling fan, bitch we spinnin' All these niggas claim they fightin' demons, bitch we gremlims Uh, all you niggas ask for you to slide, but you wasn't wit' it On that paper, I'ma get it, put Katie on my fitted Uh, ay Micro drac' that bitch too loud If we catch a opp, no hesitation we dump him down I got a button on my glock I hit it once it switch the crowd And ain't no blickin' at no v on every drill we getting out Bitch I'm pouring clean, I'm sipping wocky by the ounce Told that bitch hop up off the roof They suck your dick, you gotta bounce Lost some niggas in that field, on little king, we wear crowns Saw the opp nigga down bad, he up in trouble like forth and downs