D.K.A.D. - Bow Down lyrics

­[Produced by D.K.A.D.] [Intro: John Milton] Let me give you a little inside information about God It's my time now [Hook: Deniro Farrar] I ain't worried 'bout sh** n***a, I ain't worried 'bout sh** 'less there's 36 O's in the key OG n***as call me big bruh Knowing goddamn well that they older than me and I ain't worried 'bout sh** n***a, I ain't worried 'bout sh** 'less there's 16 O's in a pound New god flow n***a this that new god flow, y'all b**h n***as better bow down I ain't worried 'bout sh** [Verse 1: Denzel Curry] Denzel with the L at the end of the noun Makin' sure their child could see the cap and the gown Too many lil n***as still runnin' around Come face to face with the wild and that's the end of your child Universe, gangsta is the god of the sound From the planet of the nectar on the sea and the isles Wanna see an angel dead? Let's walk a few miles With a sword, halo, and a crown so round Like root can*l, in your mouth f** around you get 40 cal b**h what the f** is beef to a slaughterhouse? Got sticks that'll knock your baby momma out Scratch that, knock Harry Potter out Hit his head on Obama's couch, nail Obama's scout Y'all n***as is sauerkraut When the villain bring the choppers out, then they call you out Tell me what's that about? When you catch 'em then you ash 'em out Get the money then I'm cashin' out Really what is that about? What's that about? My n***a, tsk tsk Only shoot once it's a hit, and if you shoot twice it's a miss My n***a bang bang f** that, let his brains hang, n***a f** that let his brains hang [Hook] [Verse 2: Deniro Farrar] 36 O's in a brick, 16 O's in a pound AK47 with the red beam and a drum on that b**h hold 150 rounds Go on, ride with your squad n***a you could die with your squad, tryna get live with your squad Young OG, n***a I'm a young OG Get toe-tagged tryna play hard And it's money over boppers My young n***a's ex pill-popper, all of 'em ride with them choppers Call a mortician, ain't no need for a doctor Call a mortician, ain't no need for a doctor Dead on arrival, yeah I said dead on arrival Swear to God on a stack of Bibles Headshot a n***a, rea**uring no survival Headshot a n***a, rea**uring no survival Cold heart n***a, that's how they raised me k** or be k**ed so you really can't blame me Straight up the gutter where they k**in' over words f** around and get toe-tagged in front of your baby n***a get buck Swear to God n***a get buck, first time let it be your last I ain't worried 'bout sh** n***a, I ain't worried 'bout sh** send a murder gang at your p**y a** [Hook] [Break: Deniro Farrar] Bow down (f** n***a!) Bow down (f** n***a!) Bow down (f** n***a!) Bow down (f** n***a!) [Outro] Better to reign in hell than to serve in heaven, is that it? Why not? I'm a fan of man