Yungen - Go Down South lyrics

[Hook: Chip] Money going up Girls going down Didn't know me then Bet you know me now I don't care where you're from Just use your brain Heads up, go down south Go down south Go down south Go down south Yeah, go down south Look I don't care where you're from Just use you brain Heads up, go down south [Verse 1: Krept] Madness, with a bad b**h In between her buns going ham That's a sandwich I can have you come in, Labrinth Handle it, you won't stop buss, traffic She said I'm hot chocolate with mean swag When a who*e licks, I get a tea bag Spent 3 bags on 3 bags Cum shot, watch the white stick, wii pad Your girl said she at the seminar But word to the Scottish, it's my house where she heading bruh Bare noise when I get in her Neighbours can't handle the racket, Federer When I cruise by, they like you fly Ask the Arabs about the brands that I do buy I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man So she wanna toss my salad, food fight [Hook] [Verse 2: Chip] Aiming at your girl got my stick as a trigger (blow) Call me John Terry, I don't really f** with n***as Tia and Tamera, yeah I can handle sisters Virgins know I get it popping, blisters Telescopes out, yeah you looking at a star All I do is splash, put me in the water park No tints on the ride they be looking all hard Spent a car on the watch, why you watching the car At least once a month I be in the papers f** me and sell the story, you'll be famous Might wants seconds cause I'm first cla** right I can take you on your first, first cla** flight She said, "Chip, I wanna beat, don't tell my ex" Says she plays dirty, over she crept Life's just a gamble, flip a coin, yes Go down South, it landed on heads (Inside out man) [Hook] [Verse 3: Yungen] Make a toast, I'm finally getting my bread right I'm in the club, on my ones on a dead night This ting Ambers giving me the red light I'd be Prada'd off, sipping a red stripe I don't jam man, the girls know I'm doughnuts She like Yung, man you really need to grow up I put my tower in between her twins and make her complain Till I blow up (boom) A little jerk but she really wanna fling Moving rice to get P'z, it ain't a ting Food man, I used to have money in cling Now my money's in banks, Bada Boom Bada Bing I do the damn thing me and Kone in the deegra And if I don't wear a glove, she a keeper Told this chick off Twitter I'mma FU What do you think happened when I seen her? [Hook] [Verse 4: Konan] Said I'm all about the Capital, I told her from the start Heard me on the radio, and now she wants my heart But I'm all about my paper, you can tell by the voice Left her with a kiss, like I really got a choice They told me go six, and I was like we be in Give your girl a beat, 120 BPM The weeds got me parro, girls think I'm shallow Cause I got so much adds on my BBM And after my gigs, they usually want to party So I take them to the park, and I get inside the nani Or it's back to the villa, she creaming already I'm far from chavvy, but I leave the bed messy Got a bally on my top it's bringing out the crook in me Heard I got chips, now they wanna look for me They know that I'm for real, just take one look at me I used to load clips, now I'm trying to push a tee [Hook]