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MAN DOWN
Hip-Hop/Rap
MAN DOWN was released on February 7, 2026 by YDC RECORDS as a part of the album YDC (Deluxe)
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Release DateFebruary 7, 2026
LabelYDC RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM192

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deezo
Deezo
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deezo
Deezo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Type Beats
Type Beats
Producer

Lyrics

My young n***a like to shoot, he like Seventh Woods
Bro I'ma up this bitch and then I pass the strap if I don't think it's good
Brandon he the trapper of the year, he on his 100th jugg
I'm dirty as hell, tryna get this pape I think I need a tub
They don't like what I be saying, I'm misunderstood
And all this fuckin' water on my neck, I'm like a walkin' flood
Dee, what you doin'? know I told you to get this strap
I'm raisin' hell, I'm finna up this bitch you know I'm bussin' back
Fuckin' on three bitches all at once, call that a grand slam
We in the battlefield, I shot a opp, they screaming man down
Ayy, that's your bitch, you know I like it with her lil sexy ass
And I hit her with the Cam Thomas face, cause ion like to laugh
I was at school makin' money, you was a class clown
Back then, I couldn't dribble, n***a, I got a bag now
I'm really tryna hit this bitch raw, just like Smackdown
I took my meat out and then I took that bitch to pound town
Okay, Brandon, I know the city gon' fuck with this
I cut it with some grape juice, he thought it was a pint of Trish
You would've thought I hooped at Oracle, cause I ain't never missed
That n***a feelin' militant, he went and bought another stick
That n***a sassy, bro ass, he ain't shooting if it ain't on the game
Got your bitch like Jason Love, I put her pussy in a different place
Knocked her head off, she gave me brain, but she just missed the face
I don't care about no new bitch, I ain't gon' catch a case
My chain got so many diamonds, can make it rain inside
That n***a got the ball for nothin', bro ass like Gio Wise
She told me that she wanna eat the meat, I whipped out five guys
You ain't got my pape, by tomorrow, n***a, I'm commitin' suicide
I'm like a judge, walk up in the room and they all rise
Let a n***a talk on Deezo, I bet his ass gon' die
I call my bro a PDF file, cause he like all nines
N****s, you ain't never did nothin', let me grab my nine
She want some money, but I wanna fuck we on a different page
I'm reminiscin feelin' like I'm trippy, cause I missed the Rage
What up, Deezo
We back at it
Written by: DEEZO L
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