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ilyteelo - down! كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(sanitytoofye, you too fye for this one)

[verse 1: bltzz]
n_gga’s my sons, feel like mufasa
ain’t talkin’ fort but i’ll hit you with choppa
callin’ me daddy, i ain’t her father
need more than a mil’ so f_ck your offer
she down for me, she ain’t down for you
best believe i’m goin’ brazy too
codin’ this sh_t like i’m in the matrix
fluent in money can’t do translations
don’t f_ck with these n_ggas, i feel like i’m racist
make ten bands on a daily basis
got two commas on my paycheck
and i got two hoes givin’ me neck (d_mn, what the f_ck?)
if you ain’t down for me, i ain’t down for you (no way, huh, yeah)
she textin’ “f_ck you,” guess it’s f_ck you too
she love being toxic, first it’s “hate you” then it’s “love you too” (huh)
tell her “come over b_tch” to be honest i just want that s_x
she be doing the most, like baby girl just come home
she tryna be gang, call her my b_tch and my n_gga
f_ck them pr_nouns

[verse 2: ilyteelo, ctrl, ilyteelo, bltzz & ctrl]
i get the bread, give a f_ck ‘bout a b_tch
i get the bread, give a f_ck ‘bout no hoe now
she at the crib and she doin’ the hoedown
glock on my side, so i’m layin’ a ho down
she wanna get married, i told her to go ‘round
i got a flight, n_gga i gotta go
they tryna’ get on the wave like a boat
choppa gon’ strike at his ass like a bowler
i’m in the field, man i feel like a mower
i’m in the game, i don’t need a controller
she not my baby, i don’t wanna hold her
rockabye baby, the glock got a holster
we put that boy on the wall like a poster
i need the racks on the table, closer
too many hoes, n_gga i couldn’t post her
he ain’t a shooter, that n_gga a poser
one opp got smoked in the air
she finna eat me just like i’m a pear
tryna’ run up but he wasn’t prepared
why are you here, can you go over there?
that boy be goin’ out sad
goin out sad, man i can’t be you
b_tch i’m the one, can’t be two
she wanna f_ck, yeah me too, yeah
[verse 3: ctrl]
feel like simpson’s, locked on with the homer
all up in her mouth like a molar
she takin’ two d_cks, that b_tch is bipolar
she good with that brain, no homework
(man, shut yo lame ass up)
oh nah, you got that
nah, gotta put the work in for me
show ’em you want it
don’t give a f_ck about sh_t like a plunger
no boring, no, never lackl_ster
i’m lookin’ at her but it’s hard when i’m faded
these boys outside, we gonna parade it
b_tch, i’ve been out for so long
(man, this sh_t goin’ over they head)
girl, just tell me what you want
(feel like tyler, they thought i was dead)

[outro: ctrl]
down, down, down
down, down, down

- ilyteelo

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