DOWN AND OUT

Oh, ooh, baby Fucking BAG BOYZ, man Man, we gonna go down in history, nigga Yeah, what you know about being down and out On your fucking last All you niggas do is sit and pout Don't get no fucking cash Yea double O was in a drought I thought it never pass Then I got up off my ass and chased that motherfucking bag You know niggas hate They try to touch I help them greet the mag My white boy cold with this shit He just like Cooper Flagg Treat this shit like hide and seek Boy, you don't wanna get tagged The way your blood gon' leak You gon' need more than a rag And I been in my bag Send a nigga, right to braggs Tell me what you got now Don't give a f*ck about what you had Or why you mad Or what you need If you ain't talking money, nigga then you ain't talking my speed If you play with the cheddar I bet you I'll make you bleed I usually f*ck with the Beretta My brother love the G2C And if you don't believe, I'll make you see Hop out nighttime with a mask I make a nigga pee His motherfucking pants Hollows make a nigga dance Money put a bitch in a trance Step back, do my dance like Lance Tell that bitch to eat this dick No, I don't do romance And if you gon' be mad about a bitch let me know in advance Cause I been down and out And I been fucked up About a bitch But, nigga, you better get your bucks up And I.M.B. the mob yea bitch We on the come up We caught a nigga slipping I gave the signal Just give a thumb up What you know about being down and out On your fucking last Niggas don't do shit but sit and pout I don't get no fucking cash Yea double O was in a drought I thought it never pass But I got up off my ass and chased that motherfucking cash You know niggas hate He try to touch I help him greet the mag And my white boy pull with this shit He just like Cooper Flagg Keep this shit like hide and seek Boy, you don't wanna get tagged The way your blood gon' leak You gon' need more than a rag Down, Down, Down Ooh, and out Oh Oh Down, Down, Down Ooh, and out Oh Oh