Man Down

Yo, where are you? I'm at the studio, gonna call you back in like twenty minutes Hey Switch up on my lanes and I'm into bands now Rocking Cartier shades, I'ma pull my lens down (Yeah, yeah) Big rocks on my watch, everything is bust down Spent a six, made a tick like I scored a touchdown Boy, he want beef, but this ain't no burger Mixing beans with my lean, call me Timmy Turner Big foreigns and they spit heat like a burner Big dubs in the rap game, like I'm Murda Big watch, see the shine, I wish I could afford, uh Making tracks, play it back, just like a recorder Counting money, got my fingers green, on the board, uh Step back, hit the fadeaway, the track, I murder Pull up and wet the block, chasing the bands, the guap All of my diamonds, they shine, playing games that I helped they shot Pull up and drop the top, homies, you rock a lot Pouring a four in cup, I'm getting lost a lot Bands now, these bands now, yo' shorty, she a fan now, a fan now BB Simmons on my pants now, my pants now Want this ice all on me, drip or drown, that's a man down (Yeah) Hey, switch up on my lanes and I'm into bands now Rocking Cartier shades, I'ma pull my lens down (Yeah, yeah) Big rocks on my watch, everything is bust down Spent a six, made a tick like I scored a touchdown Boy, he want beef, but this ain't no burger Mixing beans with my lean, call me Timmy Turner Big foreigns and they spit heat, like a burner Big dubs in the rap game, like I'm Murda Big watch, see the shine, I wish I could afford, uh Making tracks, play it back, just like a recorder Counting money got my fingers green on the board, uh Step back, hit the fadeaway, the track, I murder Shawty never hit me, now she missed me I'm a shark in the water you a fishy All these bands in my hands, I'ma make a shawty dance Finna pull up, big walk, cash out, Da Vinci Hey, switch up on my lanes and I'm into bands now Rocking Cartier shades, I'ma pull my lens down (Yeah, yeah) Big rocks on my watch, everything is bust down Spent a six, made a tick like I scored a touchdown Boy, he want beef, but this ain't no burger Mixing beans with my lean, call me Timmy Turner Big fours and we spit heat like a burner Big dubs in the rap game, like I'm Murda Big watch, see the shine, I wish I could afford, uh Making tracks, play it back, just like a recorder Counting money got my fingers green on the board, uh Step back, hit the fadeaway, the track, I murder