Stay Down lyrics

[Intro]
Cicero on the beat

[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Huh, yeah, they know we get money
Iceberg and Z Money
New old school, this b*tch runnin'
Can't see nothin', vision tunnel
I got cake, ain't talkin' funnel
b*tch, I score, touchdown, no fumble, huh
n*ggas act like hoes, I f*ck they baby mama
Chopper hold a hundred
Ride Maybach, I'm smokin' ganja
All this water on my neck
Somebody call the f*ckin' plumber, b*tch
Put that on my mama, b*tch
f*cked her once, not stuntin' a b*tch
I stay down, I worked my move 'til a young n*gga had got rich

[Verse 1: Z Money]
I put that on the gang, you ain't gotta front me, trap go insane
Ain't sh*t changed, still be whippin' the 'caine, floor seats at the game
Sellin' hard, that's how I came, lil' ass opps ain't got no money
Me and Iceberg in a 48, its system float, couldn't hear us comin'
That's how I'm bomin', run a sack up, can't fumble, ten shots in this llama
She ate the di*k, she say I'm a good performer, fiends at the door, gotta go in the mornin'
1017 sh*t, diamonds snowin'
SIG blast, I blow him, barrel long
Load the pack and it's gone
Stackin' up my profit 'round my neck, four prong (Z Money)
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Huh, yeah, they know we get money
Iceberg and Z Money
New old school, this b*tch runnin'
Can't see nothin', vision tunnel
I got cake, ain't talkin' funnel
b*tch, I score, touchdown, no fumble, huh
n*ggas act like hoes, I f*ck they baby mama
Chopper hold a hundred
Ride Maybach, I'm smokin' ganja
All this water on my neck
Somebody call the f*ckin' plumber, b*tch
Put that on my mama, b*tch
f*cked her once, not stuntin' a b*tch
I stay down, I worked my move 'til a young n*gga had got rich

[Verse 2: Yung Mal]
Iceberg
Brand new Benz, swerve, f*cked her once, I curve
Trap do numbers, just workin' my nerve
I'm 4Ever Paid, b*tch, go to work
Me and Z Money geeked up on Percs
n*gga ain't gang, can't hang on the turf
That's how n*ggas get hurt
In the blink of an eye, we came out the dirt
Hah, n*ggas broke, j*rk
My partners hot, your face on shirt
I f*cked her, made her squirt
Ain't have sh*t, I had to make it work
Huh, Iceberg, b*tch, and I'm with Z Money, b*tch
Huh, 1017 sh*t, can't hang, your wrist don't glist'
Call me Big p*ssy
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Huh, yeah, they know we get money
Iceberg and Z Money
New old school, this b*tch runnin'
Can't see nothin', vision tunnel
I got cake, ain't talkin' funnel
b*tch, I score, touchdown, no fumble, huh
n*ggas act like hoes, I f*ck they baby mama
Chopper hold a hundred
Ride Maybach, I'm smokin' ganja
All this water on my neck
Somebody call the f*ckin' plumber, b*tch
Put that on my mama, b*tch
f*cked her once, not stuntin' a b*tch
I stay down, I worked my move 'til a young n*gga had got rich