Stay Down

Z Money & Yung Mal - Rap
Stay Down
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Duration: 3:11
May 10, 2019.
Lyrics
[Intro] Cicero on the beat [Chorus: Yung Mal] Huh, yeah, they know we get money Iceberg and Z Money New old school, this bitch runnin' Can't see nothin', vision tunnel I got cake, ain't talkin' funnel Bitch, I score, touchdown, no fumble, huh Niggas act like hoes, I fuck they baby mama Chopper hold a hundred Ride Maybach, I'm smokin' ganja All this water on my neck Somebody call the fuckin' plumber, bitch Put that on my mama, bitch Fucked her once, not stuntin' a bitch I stay down, I worked my move 'til a young nigga had got rich [Verse 1: Z Money] I put that on the gang, you ain't gotta front me, trap go insane Ain't shit changed, still be whippin' the 'caine, floor seats at the game Sellin' hard, that's how I came, lil' ass opps ain't got no money Me and Iceberg in a 48, its system float, couldn't hear us comin' That's how I'm bomin', run a sack up, can't fumble, ten shots in this llama She ate the dick, she say I'm a good performer, fiends at the door, gotta go in the mornin' 1017 shit, diamonds snowin' SIG blast, I blow him, barrel long Load the pack and it's gone Stackin' up my profit 'round my neck, four prong (Z Money) [Chorus: Yung Mal] Huh, yeah, they know we get money Iceberg and Z Money New old school, this bitch runnin' Can't see nothin', vision tunnel I got cake, ain't talkin' funnel Bitch, I score, touchdown, no fumble, huh Niggas act like hoes, I fuck they baby mama Chopper hold a hundred Ride Maybach, I'm smokin' ganja All this water on my neck Somebody call the fuckin' plumber, bitch Put that on my mama, bitch Fucked her once, not stuntin' a bitch I stay down, I worked my move 'til a young nigga had got rich [Verse 2: Yung Mal] Iceberg Brand new Benz, swerve, fucked her once, I curve Trap do numbers, just workin' my nerve I'm 4Ever Paid, bitch, go to work Me and Z Money geeked up on Percs Nigga ain't gang, can't hang on the turf That's how niggas get hurt In the blink of an eye, we came out the dirt Hah, niggas broke, jerk My partners hot, your face on shirt I fucked her, made her squirt Ain't have shit, I had to make it work Huh, Iceberg, bitch, and I'm with Z Money, bitch Huh, 1017 shit, can't hang, your wrist don't glist' Call me Big Pissy [Chorus: Yung Mal] Huh, yeah, they know we get money Iceberg and Z Money New old school, this bitch runnin' Can't see nothin', vision tunnel I got cake, ain't talkin' funnel Bitch, I score, touchdown, no fumble, huh Niggas act like hoes, I fuck they baby mama Chopper hold a hundred Ride Maybach, I'm smokin' ganja All this water on my neck Somebody call the fuckin' plumber, bitch Put that on my mama, bitch Fucked her once, not stuntin' a bitch I stay down, I worked my move 'til a young nigga had got rich
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Credits
- Writers
- Z Money
- Yung Mal