Rich Homie Slan - It's Going Down in Haywood lyrics

(Friday Sample) b**hes in my face, I be f**ing Everyday Seniors in my face like, “Slan, where you stay?” Tell them blue bell, More like blue hell Vonage on my phone, got a dope a** cell Own a Muthaf**ing yeti, He out there all night I got him on the block, he move that dope right Spicy Pakistani, Dick game cold Salami Bent that b**h over like f**ing origami Not in math cla**, teacher always stressing I'm a cold stream, I got Flo like progressive My face a scary sight, so you do what I say I'm colder than an elf on a winter time sleigh I look like the joker, Heath Ledger when I grin Busted and she had humus dripping down her chin Allah on my chain, you can't afford these Smoke that OG 'til my eyes Chinese (Chorus) Who collecting the dough? Who making all the stacks? We moving white powder thats wrapped in tight packs Who on top of this sh**? Who the king of the game? These b**hes chasing bread, call them bird brain (Friday Sample) (Chorus)