Bows Back Down

[Intro]
(The Coal Cash Collection)
(Welcome to Get A Bag Records)
(Ayo, Cash, I think we got one)

[Verse 1: AllStar JR]
God bless me
Nigga sold a couple shrooms, think he Southwest T
Them niggas pressed a lot of niggas, they will not press me
Made two hundred out in Gresham, that is not West V (Let's get a bag)
If you really fuck with fent', that mean you got my drift
Gotta call around for 'em, boy, you not that lit
Your bitch got a story 'bout you how you not that rich
If that ho ain't got shit, my boy, she got this dick
Drop songs, got a chain, it is not what it seems
I cannot rap beef and you got five hundred streams
I don't wear no Purple pants, them under five hundred jeans
These thе Louis joggers and they cost me ninе hundred beans (Dog shit)
I can front 'em, he just gotta bring the bread when it's flipped
Like a frontal how I always get the the head from a bitch
She need some closure how I'm damn near playin' dead on the bitch
Plane landed, I was stuck sippin' red on a trip, bag life

[Chorus: AllStar JR]
Unplug that money counter, on the phone right now
Walkin' out of Marni, tore a whole rack down
You was gettin' money, heard you goin' flat now
How you niggas fucked up and the 'bows back down?
Unplug that money counter, on the phone right now
Walkin' out of Marni, tore a whole rack down
You was gettin' money, heard you goin' flat now
How you niggas fucked up and the 'bows back down?

[Verse 2: Overlord Scooch]
Tell a fuck nigga die slow, pull five thousand out an ice bowl
Hustlin' by the airport, slangin' to the white folks
My bitch tryna get me for a second round of lipo
My wrist cost like sixty, my granny think I'm a psycho
They was gettin' money, I ain't heard about 'em recently
Now they tryna ask me for a discount on the feature fee
Everybody doin' dope was my EDD
When I was broke, bitches used to spin me like a DVD
The streets or the studio, I'm thinkin' I can do both
Seven grams and up, you gotta buy a Tony Kukoč
My uncle on smack, but he worried 'bout his glucose
He used to smoke crack, now he do both, we too close
I ain't sparin' no nigga, all these bitches fair game
Should focus on yourself, 'cause you gettin' fresh at Fairlane
Motivate myself to get some pape', I ain't gon' dare change
Comin' from Detroit, where it ain't sunny, but we wear frames

[Chorus: AllStar JR]
Unplug that money counter, on the phone right now
Walkin' out of Marni, tore a whole rack down
You was gettin' money, heard you goin' flat now
How you niggas fucked up and the 'bows back down?
Unplug that money counter, on the phone right now
Walkin' out of Marni, tore a whole rack down
You was gettin' money, heard you goin' flat now
How you niggas fucked up and the 'bows back down?