It’s Going Down lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Intro]
Uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh (And in my city, I'm the man)
Uh (And in your city, I'm the man)
Uh (Diamonds on my wrist and in my hand)
I was at the bottom of the barrel, now I'm at the top (Top, top), I cannot stop (Ayy)
I saw my opps (Who that boy?), I grab the mop (Bah)
Meet me at the trap, but I'm no Yung Joc, but it's—

[Chorus]
Going down, it's going down
It's going down, it's going down
I was on the drugs all night (Woo), I was on the drugs all night (Woo)
I remember times was tight, now my pockets doin' alright (Alright)
I had to go get the guap (Guap), I had to go get the bands (Bands)
I had to go get the money (Money), ran it fast as I can
Spent 200 on an Audi (Woo), spent 200 on a Lamb' (Woo)
Peanut butter all on my seats (Yeah), got a Glock so I can’t get jammed (Let's go)

[Verse 1]
SRT on your Jeep (Vroom), you need to get advance
I pulled up in a Urus (Yuh), your b*tch don't give a damn (So)
She said "Uzi, I'm yours" (Yeah), kickin' sh*t, Jackie Chan (Yeah)
Rick Owens, that's of course (Bugz on the beat), Raf Simons, these no Stan
Money on me every day (Day), I give my girl a stack a day
Pull up in a different whip every day (Skrrt), rims hit like bling, this Blu-ray (Yeah)
I had to look that girl in the face, I don't want them other girls anyway (No way)
You so thick, I don't know what to say, turn around, girl, let's fornicate (Let's go)
You know these n*ggas out here, they be hatin', but you know I am the one with the cake, yeah
Your girlfriend, she like my taste, she like my piercings that's all in my face (My face)
I just came straight from the bank, then I went straight to London with Monee, yeah
I just came straight from the bank, then I went straight to London with Monét, yeah
[Chorus]
Going down, it's going down (Going down)
It's going down, it's going down
I was on the drugs all night, I was on the drugs all night (All night)
I remember times was tight (Tight), now my pockets doin' alright (Alright)
I had to go get the guap (Guap), I had to go get the bands (Bands)
I had to go get the money (Money), ran it fast as I can
Spent 200 on an Audi (On a Audi), spent 200 on a Lamb'
Peanut butter all on my seats (Seats), got a Glock so I can’t get jammed (Bah)

[Verse 2]
Who is him? That is not my mans (No way)
Everybody, cool out, got a .40 in my pants (Bah)
Look, Mr. Steal-Your-Dance like it's my dance (Yeah)
Yeah (Bugz on the beat), I took half a perc, this ain't no Xan (Let's go), yeah
That n*gga, he want smoke and he a fan (Let's go, yeah) woah
I am too high, I can't land (Can't land)
Woah, waterfall splash, I go Van Damme (Van Damme)
Woah, talkin' too fast, get your man blammed (Be quiet)
Woah, I'm not that bad, I'm a good man (That bad)
Woah, I'm not goin' sad, give her big bag (Bag)
Spent fifty-fifty racks for a Birkin bag (Bag)
Yeah, I'm a rich man, I'm a millionaire (I'm a millionaire, no cap)

[Chorus]
Going down, it's going down
It's going down, it's going down
I was on the drugs all night, I was on the drugs all night (All night)
I remember times was tight, now my pockets doin' alright (Alright)
I had to go get the guap (Guap), I had to go get the bands (The bands)
I had to go get the money (Money), ran it fast as I can
Spent 200 on an Audi (A Audi), spent 200 on a Lamb' (Yeah)
Peanut butter all on my seats (My seats), got a Glock so I can’t get jammed (Yeah)
[Outro]
Uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh (And in my city, I'm the man)
Uh (And in your city, I'm the man)
Uh (Diamonds on my wrist and in my hand)
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