Down Me lyrics - King Von (feat. Lil Durk)

(Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)

(It's Budda Beats)

[Lil Durk:]

Niggas tryna down me who I grew up with

Bitch tryna down me, bitch, don't do that shit

Just don't play with me, 'cause they gon' kill no matter who you with

I be with all the killers in my city no matter who you get

Yeah, everybody points, no matter who you get

Please don't play with Durkio 'cause you will get your Tooka hit

Better hide your ho, just don't get caught inside that Uber shit

I'm too big to rap about my opps, that's just the mood I'm in

Last nigga play with Nuski name, I bet he won't do it again

It's not six to twenty-four no more, it's more like thirty-six

I done took some L's, broke as hell, kissing' all the thots

I done turned up, got myself a check, richer than all the opps

[King Von:]

First day out, I'm smoking Tooka, I'm feeling all the drops (All the drops)

Second day out, I got a Glock, I'm hitting all them blocks (All them blocks, nigga)

Third day out, I'm tired of fucking, I hit all the thots

Niggas calling, talking 'bout my brother, you into it with all of us

Boy, I don't give a fuck what you saying, nigga, pull up

Heard he found out where the fuck we stay, he still ain't do nothing

Big shottas got a Glock and a K, you niggas poo-putting

Fuck you got your gun license for? You ain't gon' shoot nothing

All my niggas killers, when it's time, you won't know who coming

Duke and Muwop shoot something, got two fifties, they one hundred (Boom)

I been waiting at this nigga crib since like two something'

Fuck it, first nigga out that door, he got a suit coming

[Lil Durk:]

I'm a savage from the 'Raq (Yeah)

Plus I dyed my dreads

Last nigga played about that shit, foenem fried his ass

Who you say you killed, nigga? Yeah, you lied again

I'ma get on your ass, but Von worser, that's the badder twin

[King Von:]

Yeah, and if we miss, then we gon' slide again (Slide again)

You die, the doctor bring you back to life, we kill your ass again

And he ain't got nobody else to call, we done killed all his friends

We spinned the bend, the nigga looked just like him, so we killed his twin, uh

Got me sliding on the opps (Got me sliding on the opps)

I'ma shoot, if you ain't shooting, you get shot (You be dying)

I got a cooler on the Ruger when it's hot

Lil' nigga dissing me and now we shooting up his block (Boom-boom, boom-boom)