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It's Going Down
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It's Going Down was released on January 26, 2026 by SENATE 315 as a part of the album Triple Threat 1
ReleasedJanuary 26, 2026
LabelSENATE 315
LanguageEnglish
BPM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Okay, yeah, y'all know what it is
Taliban, Senate, collabo, Finally Focused
Luke Abrazzi, the one and only
We back at y'all, man, Volume 1, man
Finally Focused
Yeah
You faggots keep on talkin' slick and you gon' hear that sound
Yeah, it's goin' down
I catch you comin' out the house, you know it's goin' down
Don't cry now
You faggots keep on talkin' slick and you gon' hear that sound
Yeah, it's goin' down
You see me outside in your bush, you know it's goin' down
Don't cry now
Yo, all that tough guy shit y'all talkin', stop it please
'Cause y'all know y'all ain't hard, you **** walkin' D's
It's all good until them shots start flyin' by
Then you wanna meet and talk and figure out the reasons why
When you was just stuntin', throwin' your hands up
Screamin', "Word to you, all hype," callin' your mans up
But what's gon' happen when your mans get shot to shit?
Dead from the waist down, wantin' to walk but got to sit
We ain't the same, homie, so when you run your mouth
Just know I ain't gon' get mad, talk shit, and just gun your house
No, I'ma take it there, and I ain't playin' fair
Mama there, daddy there, if you ain't there, I'm waitin' there
And when you do arrive, it's gon' be suicide
Fluid out your neck, mouth, eyes, stomach, and your side
'Cause I don't play games, homie, I play dames
If it's beef, say it's beef, cocksuckers, say names
You faggots keep on talkin' slick and you gon' hear that sound
Yeah, it's goin' down
I catch you comin' out the house, you know it's goin' down
Don't cry now
You faggots keep on talkin' slick and you gon' hear that sound
Yeah, it's goin' down
You see me outside in your bush, you know it's goin' down
Don't cry now
Listen, like I said before, I ain't the same as y'all
The clip hold about a beam, so I ain't got to aim at y'all
All I gotta do is hold my trigger
And it's gon' be holes and poles in all you ****
I swear, y'all better go and get y'all gun game right
'Cause what sit on top of my gat let me see through the night, right?
Make everything bright, like it's daylight
While you totin' that thing that's broke and don't spray right
And half the time, **** don't know what they up against
Tell 'em in they backyard, chasin' they ass up a fence
And if you hard, fam, I'm not convinced
You are not a car, pa, and ain't a
Doctor alive that can fix them dents
Shell catchers, so fuck forensics and they prints
Only lead they might get is a snitch tryna give up hints
I think the light skin and the waves got 'em thinkin' wrong
But that's why what they hide under they motherfuckin' sink is gone
Please, keep talkin' shit, my new shit shoot around corners
You faggots keep on talkin' slick and you gon' hear that sound
Yeah, it's goin' down
I catch you comin' out the house, you know it's goin' down
Don't cry now
You faggots keep on talkin' slick and you gon' hear that sound
Yeah, it's goin' down
You see me outside in your bush, you know it's goin' down
Don't cry now
Yeah, you faggot motherfuckers, man
Hope y'all got it right, man
Or get that shit right, man
Pop that shit, man, get your shit
Get your motherfuckin' wig blown the fuck off, you cocksuckers
Yeah, all you fat, hatin'-ass motherfuckers out there
Comin' in with those motherfuckin' guns
With the clip that look like a hockey puck
You bitch-ass ****
Yeah, Tomb Raiders
Don't cry now
Written by: THE SENATE 315

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