A$AP Ant - Downerz lyrics

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A$AP Ant - Downerz lyrics

[Verse 1: Malik White] Smoke seven blunts but I won't eat Three days n***a no sleep I ain't trippin' I do this often Say f** that n***a he be pillow talking Been working hard, I was born to ball f** with n***a that are robbin' still Hit a lick and then sell it all Tell that p**y n***a come up off it My n***as raw and you n***as saucy You the type to get robbed for flossin' I'm drippin' b**hes I can't get em off me Semi-auto n***a and I stay with hollows Shut the f** up, you don't want no problems Cause that sneak dissing that'll get you off Watch the news they puttin' n***as on it Hit a stain and then catch a body Pop like 3 xan's and then forget about it Twistin' woods man its that good [Verse 2: Robbie B] Probably chillin' twisting backwoods Yo' b**h callin' callin' cause its that good I've been trapping trapping trying to make it happen Tunnel vision trying to get the cabbage p**y boy you need to quit the acting n***a you just rapping you ain't bout that action n***as crippin' we can get it crackin' n***as blood and we can get it poppin' Got the 30 and the snub nose Told a p**y come out them Balenciagas I'm the hottest n***a from the 3rd coast Working working like a furlough Trying buy my momma fur coats Ain't no pancakes I got syrup though I'm hippie n***a rockin' tye-dye You fake n***a, you a sci-fy Putting kush in the air like wi-fi Till a young n***a chilling sky hi God damn What's the hold up Money is the motivation n***as hate what I'm creating Cause it leave them stuck on basic Had them rocks up in my Asics I was running to them smokers Out here taken n***as chips n***a lifes a game of poker Something like the US Open How I'm serving with a purpose Yo' b**h slurping, sloppy jerkin While you out here buying purses n***a you worthless I'm ducking them serpents Trying be rich as a preacher Leave you leaking by them churches n***a you weak I don't f** with you cause I don't want to get turned it Just know, let a n***a try me Guarantee I murk em Young Rob [Verse 3 - A$AP Ant] Popped a xan I'm high as f** Pulled up in a Tonka Truck Bet that b**h gunna f** Bet that b**h gunna s** n***as Goofy like Donald Duck All hustle, no luck When I pull up you know whats up Bow bow at your fitted hat Been broke I ain't going back Need a Porchse that's all black & I got the gat to match Warren Sapp with the sack Little n***as for my pack n***as lurkin', stay strapped Drive-by's in Cadillacs Aiming at ya face tats Need a feature? Cost a rack The Mafia I getchu wacked John Gotti I'm kamakazi In the river they find ya body Moss berg, brand new shotty Free Bobby and Rowdy

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