Man Down!

Ayy, ayy, ayy (Seven99)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (is it Givenxhy?)

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy

Said he wanna smoke with us, big ask

[?] Put his ass to the floor (woah, woah, woah, woah)

I'm with a ten and I'm gone for the weekend

While you whippin' 'round in a honda accord (woah, woah, woah, woah)

Me and the gang went shoppin'

I'm finna pick up some Christian Diors (woah, woah, woah, woah)

She think I want a relation

But I only hit that hoe up when I'm bored (woah, woah, woah, woah)

I blow up, but I'm not lil tecca (woah)

On my grind, man, I never quit [?] it (woah, woah, woah)

Choppa handle you light like a feather (woah)

Chill with nas, soak you niggas in ketchup (woah, woah, woah)

Leave him red, not talkin' ketchup (woah)

Lay him down, lil' boy finna 'fess up (woah, woah, woah)

Want a partner, then you gotta tell somethin'

All my snipers, they shoot from the neck up

(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

They be like: Lil 600, you next in

I be steady applyin' the pressure

They be like: I know niggas that's better than you

I be like: Well, let's go ahead and chase 'em

If you look at my stash, shit, I got a milli' in it, yeah

Well, I think that's impressive

Take a look at my eyes, yeah

I know that you might take him down, but he highly respected

In my city, there ain't nobody really doin' it like me except maybe one

They all look at me like it's a damn competition

But really, I'm just havin' fun

I know that these old heads really mad I'm doin' this shit while I'm young

They like: 600, how you so intelligent with it?

Well, I'm goin' dumb, huh (yo), ok

I ain't from Chicago, the way that I'm stayin' with the bulls

But they think that I'm in the Cirque du Soleil

Shout out the [?], how they know what my name is

I'm feelin' like Yb and Cordae

I'm livin' the suite life

I'm all in a yacht with my main hitta Zack and my main nigga Cody

I don't listen to youngboy but you know my slime

And my slatt, nigga, I know that you not my Brody

I ain't from this planet, I came in a spaceship

Ain't super fly, finna give him a facelift

He tryna be in my circle but I don't do new friends

So you better give me a payment

He talk down and we put his ass in the pavement

That nigga livelihood startin' to cave in

The rims of the foreign, I got my shit painted

I deserve a whole lot for the time that I waited, huh

I waited to get where I am now

Three years I been doin' this rappin' shit

And I ain't never been given a handout

Slump600 [?] and sosa, I feel like the man now

I ain't never been in the army

We hittin' that boy, now they callin' a man down