Bizzy Vick - Down (feat. PaperCityDayDay)

Heard they want the smoke
Knowing they not ready though
All the way we go
Where we go they don't know
Smoking on the low
And you know they keep the pole
Riding with my woes
Where we go they don't know
Had to hold the Glock when I was selling sand
Loaded with the sea shells
If they all bad I invite em in
She take it like I'm B12
This the regulators, Bizzy got the detonator
They gon' need a respirator when I blow up they destination
Smoke up a Forrest, turn that tree into some paper
This shit heavy weighter
Like, niggas was taking orders
Cook my own shit in the kitchen like
I ain't got the patience for ya
Should've married Betty Crocker like
The way I get the baking on ya huh
Feeling like I'm Harry Potter, aye
Phoenix bout to wake up on ya
Started out at the bottom
All I had was a blunt and a dollar
Ain't have anybody from the start
Now they wanna be down for the stardom
Soon as I get it they wanna get with me
Like me and them niggas was patna's
But they never bound like my real ones around
Keeping all 10 toes to the ground
Is you down nigga
Heard they want the smoke
Knowing they not ready though (Is ya down nigga)
(Why you ain't never around nigga) All the way we go
(Why you ain't never around nigga) Where we go they don't know
(Is ya down nigga) Smoking on the low
And you know they keep the pole (Are ya down nigga)
(Why you ain't never around niggas) Riding with my woes
(Tell me really are ya down) Where we go they don't know
Phoenix back with all the flames, no it's not La Flame
But the whole gang full of head hunchos
Burn weed with the fronto
Help big homie grab keys of the blanco
Call me Billy like Khalid I'm Valid
How you looking when them villains is grinning
Dragon on me shoot yo as with that fire
Savage on me, holding one less than ten and I pray to God they never kick in my door
Momma I'm just tryin' to make me a living
Kitchen cooking just like some of the hoes
Damn Pam, why the fuck is you tripping.
Shitting on em why the fuck is you pissing
Pippen on em they forgot I was balling
Bane in the building I'm back on that venom
Smoking loud like it's a speaker was on it, fatality flawless
Ya down nigga
Never been the type to down niggas
Kept me a smaller circle, that way I ain't never ever have to be 'round niggas
Why you ain't never around, nigga keep a red nose like a clown nigga
Look at me I'm Yeezy with this Forty, cause Im bound to drown niggas
Push yo buttons then I hit the pound nigga
(Is ya down nigga) Heard they want the smoke
Knowing they not ready though (Is ya down nigga)
(Why you ain't never around nigga) All the way we go
(Why you ain't never around nigga) Where we go they don't know
(Is ya down nigga) Smoking on the low
And you know they keep the pole (Are ya down nigga)
(Why you ain't never around niggas) Riding with my woes
(Tell me really are ya down) Where we go they don't know

Written by:
Brandon Ingram

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