Goin' Down (feat. Meek Mill)

Real niggas came to party, Ace hood!

Real niggas came to party

I say, Lord have mercy all I wanted was a Beamer

Had no pot to piss in, now I’m living, thank you Jesus

Now my Rollie flooded, I’m not talkin bout Katrina

Know I run my city, couple thousands for my sneakers

It’s going down, it’s going down

Burn the kush, on Ciroc, it’s going down

It’s going down, it’s going down

Bad bitches, bring the whips, it’s going down

Ok, happy birthday nigga, everyday I’m getting cake

What’s today, it’s Tuesday, bitch I might blow 100k

Fuck that nigga they sleeping, it’s a must I raise the stakes

Can’t play with a nigga no way, my drop is white as mayonaise

Holy shit, but I watch your bitch, Frito-Lay, gotta stack them chips

Keep that tool Home Depot shit, and I keep two clips if a nigga do trip

Boy you talk, I get money ridin around in that new 600

We them young niggas on the block who run it

Evil Knievel, bro we stuntin okay

Millionaire nigga, I got diamonds on my dick

Boy, my swagger dope, I’m talkin 20 kilo bricks

Just bought me an Aston and it came with a spanish bitch

Diamonds got me froze like a PS3 glitch

Lord have mercy all I wanted was a Beamer

Had no pot to piss in, now I’m living, thank you jesus

Now my Rollie flooded, I’m not talkin bout Katrina

Know I run my city, couple thousands for my sneakers

It’s going down, it’s going down

Burn the kush, on Ciroc, it’s going down

It’s going down, it’s going down

Bad bitches, bring the whips, it’s going down

Ok, I go into my beast mode, rapper niggas I eat those

I tell a bitch take a deep breath then bend em knee like a free throw

I don’t want me no good girl cause I fell in love with these freak hoes

In my bedroom, I might make a movie and start me with that Lee Rose

I ball like D-Rose, my stash on closet

Racks all in my pockets, these racks all on deposits

I got racks all on my conscience, money all on my mind

I got shooters on my team, they got bodies on they night

Look at that bad bitch right there, see that body on that dime

I ain’t swimmin in no ho, you know I’m probably on that right

All these niggas hatin on me, but I ain’t on that type

Cause I be in that back, and I ain’t talkin bout clock, whoa!

Lord have mercy all I wanted was a Beamer

Had no pot to piss in, now I’m living, thank you jesus

Now my Rollie flooded, I’m not talkin bout Katrina

Know I run my city, couple thousands for my sneakers

It’s going down, it’s going down

Burn the kush, on Ciroc, it’s going down

It’s going down, it’s going down

Bad bitches, bring the whips, it’s going down

Ok, now let’s all say a prayer, since my swagger such a killer (Amen)

Might just buy your chick and give her that dick filet for dinner (Yeah!)

Nigga don’t want no problems pistol pop you’ll get this figure

Lookin’ at all my diamonds, it ain’t hard to tell a winner

Goin down goin down

That potato on the barrel, no sound (Shhh)

You see them foreigns?

You see we touring?

Me and Meek Mill the realest niggas born

Pray!

Lord have mercy all I wanted was a Beamer

Had no pot to piss in, now I’m living, thank you jesus

Now my Rollie flooded, I’m not talkin bout Katrina

Know I run my city, couple thousands for my sneakers

It’s going down, it’s going down

Burn the kush, on Ciroc, it’s going down

It’s going down, it’s going down

Bad bitches, bring the whips, it’s going down