Man Down (feat. ZillaKami) E

Brian Spencer. Bands up, uh, I just woke up, got my Bands up. Hands up, bitch, that's the chop and The handguns. Brace up, brace you heard me, pussy, Better brace up. Man down, man down, pick that boy up. Shit bad, none of that boy can piss. I'm in all black like the reverend, bitch. Grabbing the chopper to heaven with, uh. She just gon' swallow me, eat all my kids. Uh, eat all my children, uh. Know it's a riot when I'm in your building, Uh. Eat all my children, uh. Know it's a riot when I'm in... Bands up, uh, I just woke up, got my Bands up. Hands up, bitch, that's the chop and The handguns. Brace up, up, you heard me, pussy, Better brace up. Man down, man down, pick that boy up. If I raise it up, get close. Glock in the toe, rubber eyes, I shine on Chrome. If I heat him up, Lord knows. This Steve Rogers, spray left and right, get zoned. Giga-giga million bullets, stop bluffin'. Call of Duty, magazines on a Russian. Nigga softer than a cloud or muffin. Call the pumpkin butterfly like it's nothing. One hand, two knots, three guns, four chains, five Clips, six mags, seven Russian AKs. Best run away, hell damn to the safe ain't. One to the head, that's a permanent vacay. One hand, two knots, three guns, four chains, five Clips, six mags, seven Russian AKs. Best run away, hell damn to the safe ain't. One to the head, that's a permanent vacay. Bands up, uh, I just woke up, got my Bands up. Hands up, bitch, that's the chop and The handguns. Brace up, brace up, you heard me, pussy, Better brace up. Man down, man down, pick that boy up.