Down Down Bb

You could search the city for millions of years

You ain't finding nothing like me though many

People wanna be the villain, appears tell me

Will you really fight me though?

Oh i ain't think so, damn

But i bet they still wanna put up the hands

Cuz the song slap, bet they wanna dance

Why hold back? This is ya chance

I'm all that, this is a ten up ya ass

Wan' feel up, the gas just build up

I peel up, my heel up ya ass

A real one, we kill em and feel numb to that

Bill em and send em to pick up the slack, Guy's ill

I knew you couldn't handle the chill

How bout I hand you some NY-quil

Blew his lid, I told that man to spill

Blue or red? c'mon you choose the pill

Do you want less or total unconcealed me?

Rude, the eerie, ludicrous, the real me?

Type of bitch to really buss ya head

The one with smoke forreal, the spliff is dead

Lemme get the rhythm of the head

Lemme get the rhythm of ya feet

You already know that I be high dog

You ain't holding nothing over me

Lemme get the rhythm of ya hands

Lemme get the rhythm of ya feet

You already know that I be high dog

You ain't holding nothing over me

Lemme get the rhythm of ya hands

Lemme get the rhythm of ya feet

You already know that I be high dog

You ain't holding nothing over me

You ain't holding nothing over me

You ain't holding nothing over me

You ain't holding nothing over me

Let's get the rhythm of the head ding dong

Can't catch the rhythm of the beat? be gone

I been oG like since eons. Y'all weak. negro please. Peons

I put both feet in each recipe

But will slap the taste back out for free

I act up like cephus and reesie

I got previews, reviews and receipts

Cool. Put that bs to ease. Say less g. ESP

I don't fuck wit no fuck shit capish

I ride high capris. stay fresh caprese. Ooh wee

Don't let ya pride get you geeked. Laid out flat 2D

My dogs walk and talk it scoobie

We up popping off while you sleep

Please take a seat mon ami

You ain't holding nothing over me

You ain't holding nothing over me