MoneyPosse - Man Down lyrics

[Hook: LiL PEEP] Bands up, man down Why my bro wear my back, cause the streets foul Hands up, on the ground Got the police knocking at your mama house (knock, knock) Bands up, man down Why my bro wear my back, cause the streets foul Hands up, on the ground Got the police knocking at your mama house (knock, knock) [Verse 1: Lil Tracy] Used to catch the bus to school, now I'm catching it from you lil boo I just bought me some new shoes, Ed Hardy my jeans, this is not True Shout out my bro KirbLaGoop, we 'bout to beef, but we sipping that fruit I mixed the coke with the xan, doing my dance on top of the moon Hol' up, wait, why is these n***as so fake? Back in the day they would hate Now they trying to eat off of my plate You is funny little b**h Got a model on my dick Wifing that ugly little b**h Ew, yuck, gross, sick [Hook: LiL PEEP] Bands up, man down Why my bro wear my back, cause the streets foul Hands up, on the ground Got the police knocking at your mama house [Verse 2: KirbLaGoop] Knock knock, who's that? Go through the back, better hide your pack You ain't getting back, adios Team mat cause the track, who gone ride who? Its all on, it's all on me Ski mask professor, I ain't here to trick-or-treat I got freaks to meet, hella hoes to geek Make 'em run a scrip, write my grip, check the street I don't trust a soul, nah I don't trust a soul 'cause I know that they be telling They gone snitch up in they folk I ain't even post again here right now I was supposed to be in penitentiary six feet underground