Kid Krysiz - Down it Goes

Look I poured my heart in these drinks
Most don't know how it started with me
Took my time I've cooked these lines
I've shook some spines only God know me
Don't call my phone if you want it for free
Words so bold might slaughter a feat
Down it goes like five four three
Wrist so cold that I got to wear sleeves
Walked in slow this the vibe I need
Money I throw and none I keep
She on that pole letting everyone see
Snatched that soul telling everyone close
Don't call my phone if you want it for free
Words so bold, might slaughter a feat
Down it goes like five four three
Wrist so cold that I got to wear sleeves
Walked in slow this the vibe I need
Money I throw and none I keep
She on that pole letting everyone see
Snatched that soul telling everyone close
Don't call her
Look I ain't looking for love
I just want a little more of what I put in this cup
I feel myself I know cause we throwing it up
And I could tell how she stare that she looking to
Ay shorty so bad that I got in my bag
Threw a rack all cash not to brag but I'm that guy
Yeah the wrist lit counting like a Fitbit
Big drip chain on water like it's baptized
Got to match my wrist with the neck
Baguettes in the chain I don't flex with the feds
Bets on they heads I don't stress what they said
Just impressed with these reds how they stretch in the bed
She loving this life I'm sipping it slow
She working that pole I'm tipping like tipping like
Take that money I don't play bout money
Got saved up money but I'm trying make more
When the lights go down all the freaks come out
I'm a buy these rounds she pouring it down
I don't need no love but I need you now
So what you waiting for woah
Come and make me proud I don't mean no foul
Just trying to vibe out make the scene go wild
She told me you better not leave
But when you do just know one thing
Don't call my phone if you want it for free
Words so bold might slaughter a feat
Down it goes like five four three
Wrist so cold that I got to wear sleeves
Walked in slow this the vibe I need
Money I throw and none I keep
She on that pole letting everyone see
Snatched that soul telling everyone close
Don't call my phone if you want it for free
Words so bold, might slaughter a feat
Down it goes like five four three
Wrist so cold that I got to wear sleeves
Walked in slow this the vibe I need
Money I throw and none I keep
She on that pole letting everyone see
Snatched that soul telling everyone close
Don't call her

Written by:
David Vulpis

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