Lrgns - DOWN BAD

Surround sound clips sound like they stuttering
So many stabs in the back I'm recovering
I was down bad about a year ago
Simping hard as hell
Still won't look my way
Now it's like I work for Google
All these hearts chrome
Told the jeweler
I want all my watches day dates
Shawty on me tryna make a flickie
She in a hurry so I'm asking for the check please
Walk into Balenciaga with a bad ting
PJ touched down in six countries
Girl I'm not tryna touch no yayo
Told my mans keep a stack for the bail
Heard the feds still watching his mail
Nothing changed ops still telling tales
Girl I'm not tryna touch no yayo
Told my mans keep a stack for the bail
Heard the feds still watching his mail
Nothing changed ops still telling tales
So much chalk on his block like we coloring
Mouth full of bs so they muttering
Surround sound clips sound like they stuttering
So many stabs in the back still recovering
More tracks covered the more I keep uncovering
All I done still can't stop the gang suffering
All I done still can't stop the gang suffering
Why the hell people be talking bout people they don't even know
Know there's two sides of the story
But my story ain't even told
Don't know when I'm gonna tell it
Cause I got some chapters to go
And my life ain't a movie
Call Netflix I got em a show
About how
I was down bad about a year ago
Simping hard as hell
Still won't look my way
Now it's like I work for Google
All these hearts chrome
Told the jeweler
I want all my watches day dates
Shawty on me tryna make a flickie
She in a hurry so I'm asking for the check please
Walk into Balenciaga with a bad ting
PJ touched down in six countries
Girl I'm not tryna touch no yayo
Told my mans keep a stack for the bail
Heard the feds still watching his mail
Nothing changed ops still telling tales
Girl I'm not tryna touch no yayo
Told my mans keep a stack for the bail
Heard the feds still watching his mail
Nothing changed ops still telling tales
Girl I'm not tryna touch no yayo
Told my mans keep a stack for the bail
Heard the feds still watching his mail
Nothing changed ops still telling tales
Girl I'm not tryna touch no yayo
Told my mans keep a stack for the bail
Heard the feds still watching his mail
Nothing changed ops still telling tales

Written by:
Nithin Reddy

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