Rich Amiri - Hand Down Man Down
Get out it
They always talkin about me
Fuck it I'm putting a bounty
On his head and turn em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them niggas wanna croud me oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that found me oh
★ Pre-Chorus ★
We the ones that got them bands out
We the ones that picked up bricks and moved into the damn South
I can't send a broke boy or it's back in with his hands out
You always be in my lane bitch choose another damn route
★ Chorus ★
For this hand down uh-huh
Man down, uh
Hand down, huh
Man down, huh
Hand down, huh
Man down, huh
Hand down
Pussy boy that's man down
You was talking out yo nose boy you said what?
I was talking OG riding
That's the scеne, keep them legs up
All thеm niggas that look under me
Are the best ones
One day you gon make it to the green keep you head uh-woah
She on my head like a bounty
Thinking about me
I don't let her be around me
I don't why she be clownin
And she so loyal
I don't got time for the pouting
Post to be taking a flight
Cross the country
Fuck it I'm taking a Molly
❲?❳
And she be calling
What do you really get out it
They always talkin about me
Fuck it I'm putting a bounty
On his head and turn em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them niggas wanna croud me oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that found me oh
★ Verse ★
Tell me you don't know-oh
I'm off the gas I'm slow-oh
Loving that ho like no no
She wanna take a photo-oh
Nigga I'm staying dolo oh
Why you staying afloat
Why you staying
We the ones that brought them bands out
Nigga we might run in your damn house
Fuck that boy
That boy done that boy fanned out
Take his shit
Boy we comin for yo land now
I'm off the gas
Move fast
Leaving that girl in the past
I'm on yo ass, yo ass
Boy you ain't getting a pass
I'm in that Maybach, Maybach
Fuck it I'm going too fast
No you can't take that
Know that I'm taking it back
★ Pre-Chorus ★
We the ones that got them bands out
We the ones that picked up bricks and moved into the damn South
I can't send a broke boy or it's back in with his hands out
You always be in my lane bitch choose another damn route
★ Chorus ★
For this hand down uh-huh
Man down, uh
Hand down, huh
Man down, huh
Hand down, huh
Man down, huh
Hand down
Pussy boy that's man down
You was talking out yo nose boy you said what?
I was talking OG riding
That's the scene, keep them legs up
All them niggas that look under me
Are the best ones
One day you gon make it to the green keep you head uh-woah
She on my head like a bounty
Thinking about me
I don't let her be around me
I don't why she be clownin
And she so loyal
I don't got time for the pouting
Post to be taking a flight
Cross the country
Fuck it I'm taking a Molly
❲?❳
And she be calling
What do you really get out it
They always talkin about me
Fuck it I'm putting a bounty
On his head and turn em to ground beef
You wouldn't be here without me
'Member when they used to clown me
Now them niggas wanna croud me oh
Now they saying that they made me
Now they saying that found me oh
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