Chris Calor - Shot You Down lyrics

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Chris Calor - Shot You Down lyrics

I take a drag of the square - I feel anxious, spit dangerous As the verbal appears, is reflecting my perspective Beer, goggle, and fear; role model so hallow Shadow adolescence and a gaggle of them b**hes Road to the riches still paved with the ditches Get caught up in the hype, your career is for a night I ain't these other n***as, cause these n***as is fake They ain't poppin' shot, these n***as is Papa Doc If I ain't shinin', beat me up in a rhyme spot No cryin' 'til I'm in a pine box I got the b**hes hittin' Mikey like where Zay at? Probably f**in' on her friend, probably LA at (WHOO) Probably plotting on a mil staying where Fay at (WHOO) b**h don't run your mouth, we don't play that Mama taught me better; can't count on n***as Can't count on weather - go figure, n***a! They ain't worried about this cheddar Them n***as just sky diving in my propellers, I don't feel them (nah) Ain't trying to be no freshman, I'm chillin' (nah) Cause they'll bring a knife to the fight, and not k** em (BAP) Me and my n***as is hungry, we're willing (BAP) To bring a little ho to the +Party+ and Meek Mill 'em Yeah, I feel like talkin' my sh** Come in the house, acting friendly, you can s** my dick! I'm prayin' for some good rappers and a fleetwood Where I gotta bring my A game, you just D goods We don't wanna hear that weak sh**, n***a speak up Rocking old flows corn rows and a beeper You n***as hoes, you n***as hoes, and I ain't even trippin Cause we'll be laughin' to the bank and ridin' by these n***as Mikey bring that mink with your low body Bentley Put the hood in the f**in' trunk and bring the party with me [Chorus] I came, I saw, I conquered, ay, I shot you down Now, your brain don't have no conscious, ay - what you do now? Now, I came, I saw, I conquered, ay, I shot you down Now, I bang, I bang, I blocka, ay - what you do now? Ol' b**h a** rappers, ay, I shot you down Ol' sensitive n***as, ay, I shot you down Ol' b**h a** rappers, ay, I shot you down Ol' hypebeast pussies, ay, what you do now? Now, I came, I saw, I conquered, ay, I shot you down Now, your brain don't have no conscious, ay - don't make a sound Now, I came, I saw, I conquered, ay - what you do now? Now your brain don't have no conscious, ay - what you do—don't make a sound Haha - b*tch!