Psychosowdy - Slow Down lyrics

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Psychosowdy - Slow Down lyrics

(Verse 1) Up in the bushes, I'm up and i push it They call me young sowdy, up loving tooshies Some of you hating, and some of you waiting To bump the new sh**, its flowing like swooshes Oh my goodness, the art of my craft I'm out of control, I'm a walking wrath Float like a raft, dream like my dad Scheme like i had, the thing for the pad The beats on the pad, so unique when i snap Dip and i dab, like I'm future, my bad Flip the table i crash, my fables my staff Mage, a magician, my position is stab Trickle, retreat, i trick on the beat I gotta slow down, coz my flow is unique The homies they say I'm the next one to be And i want the position, but I'm flexing like we Be the best And your b**h titty bounce like yes I'm on my retchy p sh**, i finesse I'm the new lo god, count for the flex Not bouncing the checks, I'm a king like chess Flipping the switch and my hand up the dress Don't give my address, committed, no mess I mind my own business to impress and then press (Chorus) Slow down homie, don't let it go homie They be talking, talking, talking on the low homie You got to get get, go get it homie Don't forget it homie, you got potential homie I know that, i know that, i know that I got the style of the new with a throwback I'm paranoid, anxious i know that They hating on me and i know that Im the best in this country I know that I slow it right down so you know that I speak my mind know that Creep behind, just know that (Verse 2) Slow it down, when I'm around I'm a hound, eat kitty by the pound Space like bound, erase your sound Face my crown, I'm king, i mound I know I'm a lord, feel like a god Good like god, my hood rep for 6k squad, no 6k fraud f** the hype, I'm based toward war b**h in the back, grab a b**h from the back Nymph like a mac, I'm a pinch on the track Pro like the zac, i go flow like a draft No o's like the bag, i blow smoke out the a** Hands in the air, man pa** me the spear I'm gone from the snare, gon smack in your ear Crack in the rear, top top, like a tier Flop like a deer, shot, shot i say see ya b**h, you know I'm never f**ing with the mainstream b**h, you know I'm bout the dollar, yeah we make cream b**h, you know i got ice up in my blood stream b**h, you know I'm k**ing for my f**ing regime b**h, you know i go, go like a four four My logo, say my flow dope, imma no show In the dojo, where i hold foes, riding solo You's a hobo, laying low pro, with my polo

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