Kris Kasanova - Shut Em Down lyrics

[VERSE 1: Kris Kasanova] You know the story I met shorty out in Flatbush Pictures on that MacBook Met her Friday, hit it Friday You see how long that took Say my voice do something major f** with her behavior I be waking up the neighbors Work her out, I'm AC Slater Bout my paper, bout my paper HUH?! Ye'en know? Chips on top of chips, my pockets looking like casino Shotgun, with Kino Ballin' out with no chemo Know I keeps it all kilo Matter fact, add another zero We catching waves, they catching feelings Got yo bottom b**h topless Legs hittin' the ceiling Triple X n***a Living life just like a felon So when they ask me what I do, this is what I tell 'em [HOOK] All I smoke is OG All I bump is my sh** Ask 'em why they hate on me Yo b**h be on my dick n***as actin funny when I'm back in town Ask me what I do I tell 'em shut it down [VERSE 2: Skeme] I know k**ers in California who down for the kid If I give n***as the word then they gon' tear off yo lid I got b**hes on payroll who do whatever for peso I get my lean from the pharmacy Cocaina from Pedro Living straight from the ghetto Riding round with that metal Thuggin' heavy on b**hes I'm strapped and ready for snitches I make it look like its nothin' It might be something to you Only call yo b**h when I get bored that ho just something to do Pay 600 for shoes sh**s is Louie, they euro Brand new on all these haters I just hopped out of that two door My cup be fulla that purple This that actin, no Nuvo They said I'd never make it Thank the Lord I found me a loophole n***a [HOOK] All I smoke is OG All I bump is my sh** Ask 'em why they hating on me Yo b**h be on my dick n***as actin funny when I'm back in town Ask me what I do I tell 'em shut it down [VERSE 3: Jarv Dee] Got a young Seattle sluey Bada** yellow wit a booty But she gets no encore, cause its musical chairs when I get moody See them floozies always choosey But I swear the always choose me I just hit 'em and break like wind Wendy Winston, chick excuse me Got that garbage pail Funky smell Twisted in a cigarill' Problem? f** it Pop a pill Or I lean until I'm Texas trill Texas chainsaw ya chick Bet he won't, but I bet I will I'm taking drags from the blunt until I'm dead n***a, Emmett Till Mr. Novocain Vain, I could give a f** how another n***a feel Tell him stay in his land or his Mario Kart can get banana peeled 4-5 in the horse Porsche That's just that bonanza feel Gold around my neck blowing Olympic O's, that's just how greatness feel [HOOK] All I smoke is OG All I bump is my sh** Ask 'em why they hate on me Yo b**h be on my dick n***as actin' funny when I'm back in town Ask me what I do I tell 'em shut it down Shut em down Yeah n***a, I shut em down