Down Bad

[Intro: Blade Man]
I'll zip, pss, alright
I'll zip my, okay

[Verse: Blade Man]
I'll zip my hoody up if ain't got my mask
I heard you niggas broke as fuck and y'all down bad
.223s wrecked a nigga car, now he down bad
This Celine jacket really cost about two racks
He just gave this fiend some cut, I'm like, why the fuck you do that?
I'on really give a fuck, if you want some smoke, we can do that
Was gon' have lil' bro rob 'em, but I said, "He a cool cat"
This bitch just blew my high, I need a Perc to get my mood back

[Verse 2: 3200 Tre]
Step in here, you might die, better watch where your feet at
I caught a case and beat it, now I'm tryna get my heat back
I'm tired of the bitch I got now, where you cheat at?
I always have my gun at the door before I peep at it
Come on, you a cigarette smoker, you got a cheap habit
Hm, how the fuck you not rich? You got three Pateks
Huh, I know the money comin', I just gotta keep rappin'
This bitch suck the dick and clean the mess herself, she don't need napkins

[Verse 3: Blade Man]
This nigga seen twenty thousand, think it's immaculate
I got some plays out there in the A where the Falcons is
Took a bad bitch to the room, I had too master it
My old bitch went and got a nigga, I got a badder bitch
I know you wearin' fake shit, look how the fabric is
Unc ass be actin' like he broke like he ain't pastor rich
Bro trippin' in the Hellcat, he tryna stab this bitch
Stop bein' tender over that ho, I already been stabbed the bitch

[Verse 4: 3200 Tre]
Huh, I couldn't go to my mans crib, I was bad and shit
Huh, I'm always pissed off, they say I just be mad at shit
Hm, I flip 'bows, you be breakin' down a half and shit
Hm, you ain't payin' all her bills, you pay half the shit
Shit, huh, I think you half a man
Huh, right now I'm breakin' bricks down, started wit' a half a gram
Hm, I used to cook the dope instantly 'fore I had a gram
Hm, you can't call yourself no GOAT if you ain't had a lamb

[Verse 5: Blade Man]
Why the fuck you think you shittin' 'cause you got a band?
I just called my white bitch, she said she need some Xans
Bad bitch, but she don't know her worth, she fucked me out my pants
They ain't never seen these Gallery Department Vans
You niggas ain't gettin' no pape', you gotta keep your distance
These niggas always so cap, they be speakin' fiction
Before this bitch come in the crib, I'ma have to frisk her
Bro in the kitchen mad as hell, he done broke his blender

[Verse 6: 3200 Tre]
Huh, I upped the gun on the camera, I done broke the picture
Huh, I used to get on ass at school, I was roastin' niggas
Huh, take that shiesty mask off, COVID over, nigga
You can't buy no Rick Owens, you still owin' niggas
Hm, I can tote two ARs 'cause my shoulder bigger
I think my plug got my message, the code delivered
Hm, I'm nothin' like Steve Austin, I'ma colder nigga
Hm, I think your pussy blew out if you like older niggas

[Outro: 3200 Tre]
Ah, yeah, Real Money Counter, MINE shit, nigga
Come on