Bows Back Down

Lyrics

[Intro] (The Coal Cash Collection) (Welcome to Get A Bag Records) (Ayo, Cash, I think we got one) [Verse 1: AllStar JR] God bless me Nigga sold a couple shrooms, think he Southwest T Them niggas pressed a lot of niggas, they will not press me Made two hundred out in Gresham, that is not West V (Let's get a bag) If you really fuck with fent', that mean you got my drift Gotta call around for 'em, boy, you not that lit Your bitch got a story 'bout you how you not that rich If that ho ain't got shit, my boy, she got this dick Drop songs, got a chain, it is not what it seems I cannot rap beef and you got five hundred streams I don't wear no Purple pants, them under five hundred jeans These thе Louis joggers and they cost me ninе hundred beans (Dog shit) I can front 'em, he just gotta bring the bread when it's flipped Like a frontal how I always get the the head from a bitch She need some closure how I'm damn near playin' dead on the bitch Plane landed, I was stuck sippin' red on a trip, bag life [Chorus: AllStar JR] Unplug that money counter, on the phone right now Walkin' out of Marni, tore a whole rack down You was gettin' money, heard you goin' flat now How you niggas fucked up and the 'bows back down? Unplug that money counter, on the phone right now Walkin' out of Marni, tore a whole rack down You was gettin' money, heard you goin' flat now How you niggas fucked up and the 'bows back down? [Verse 2: Overlord Scooch] Tell a fuck nigga die slow, pull five thousand out an ice bowl Hustlin' by the airport, slangin' to the white folks My bitch tryna get me for a second round of lipo My wrist cost like sixty, my granny think I'm a psycho They was gettin' money, I ain't heard about 'em recently Now they tryna ask me for a discount on the feature fee Everybody doin' dope was my EDD When I was broke, bitches used to spin me like a DVD The streets or the studio, I'm thinkin' I can do both Seven grams and up, you gotta buy a Tony Kukoč My uncle on smack, but he worried 'bout his glucose He used to smoke crack, now he do both, we too close I ain't sparin' no nigga, all these bitches fair game Should focus on yourself, 'cause you gettin' fresh at Fairlane Motivate myself to get some pape', I ain't gon' dare change Comin' from Detroit, where it ain't sunny, but we wear frames [Chorus: AllStar JR] Unplug that money counter, on the phone right now Walkin' out of Marni, tore a whole rack down You was gettin' money, heard you goin' flat now How you niggas fucked up and the 'bows back down? Unplug that money counter, on the phone right now Walkin' out of Marni, tore a whole rack down You was gettin' money, heard you goin' flat now How you niggas fucked up and the 'bows back down?