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Down Bad
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Down Bad fue publicado el 23 de diciembre de 2021 por Hood Ambassador Records/Borgata Federation como parte del álbum The Bison
ÁlbumThe Bison
23 de diciembre de 2021
SelloHood Ambassador Records/Borgata Federation
IdiomaEnglish
BPM
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía

Letras

Hood Ambassadors, ****
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Put a rash
He got the key
Pop's like, whoo
Sippin' on the bar, puffin' bombs over Baghdad
Still be that **** baggin' ounces out the Brad bag
25 lighters on my dresser like I'm Fat Pat
Rainbow colors in my cup, call it hashtag
Jack boys lurkin', so I had to cock the gag
All about my stocks and bonds, ****, like NASDAQ
Fuck all that goofy shit, they on when we pass that
Got a thick bitch, I was smashin' out a flashback
Feel like Slim Thugger when I'm workin' this wheel
See, you ain't met a Mississippi **** spittin' this eel
I'm like Troy Follimala when I'm flexin' the steel
Before you disrespect my mind, a bunch of **** get spilled
A lot of **** bit the dust, but they was lucky for real
I'm ridin' dirty on the interstate like Ebony Wheels
All this ice around my neck, I put these bitches on chill
A bunch of **** out here juggin', but these **** a squeal
I put these **** down bad when I move muscle in these streets
I put these bitches down bad, but shawty know she fuck for free
You can't look me in my eyes and try to say I ain't OG
Look, I am what I am, and what I'm not, I'll never be
I put these **** down bad when I move muscle in these streets
I put these bitches down bad, shawty know she fuck for free
You can't look me in my eyes and try to say I ain't OG
Look, I am what I am, and what I'm not, I'll never be
I put these **** down bad
Nailed to the crucifix, bars too sick, I spit mucinex
No, it's not Nelly, I'm a lunatic
Slab of gassy ****, skinny black like Ludacris
My **** in the city, hit your block and let the rooters stick
Much love to all my folk **** and Hoover Crips
I got some gangstas hollin' SEG that's fully equipped
I got some blood homies that I call my blood brothers
Different daddy, different mamas, but the same gutter
****, we split the whole pack and flip the same butter
We let the ego fly like seal when the thang stutter
Police askin' for a statement, we did not utter
See, we ain't have a pot to piss, but look, we made wonders
Fuck tryin' to make it rain, bitch, I made it thunder
Baby mama flippin', been slangin' anaconda
Ghetto **** on the grind, that's the code of honor
**** disrespectin' my opinion, ain't enough
I put these **** down bad when I move muscle in these streets
I put these bitches down bad, shawty know she fuckin' free
You can't look me in my eyes and try to say I ain't no G
Look, I am what I am, and what I'm not, I never be
I put these **** down bad when I move muscle in these streets
I put these bitches down bad, shawty know she fuckin' free
You can't look me in my eyes and try to say I ain't no G
Look, I am what I am, and what I'm not, I never be
I put these **** down bad
Written by: Walter Newell
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