Yung Mal - Stay Down Lyrics

Lyrics Stay Down - Yung Mal



None of this shit didn't come overnight, nigga
Had to fucking stay down (Damn, TRGC made that?)
Uh-huh, yeah
Iceburg
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Huh)
Yeah (Uh-huh), yeah (Uh-huh)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Let's go)
Yeah (Woah), yeah (Woah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah
I had to stay down, stay down, stay down, stay down
None of this shit didn't come overnight
I ran this shit all the way up from the ground
The bands don't fit 'cause my pants too tight
I drip, bitch, I'm fly like a flight
Ice on my neck make me shine like a light
Straight off the head, I don't write
Yeah, I set the trend, they be ready to bite
My young niggas ready to shoot, they don't fight
Better stay ready, don't stop at no light
Bitch hop on the dick and she ride like a bike
Smokin' exotic, got lean in my Sprite
Them M's, they all in my sight
Got F on my rims, I'm swerving, I'm high
Get the fuck out the trap if you know you can't buy
Niggas so cap, they can never be I
I done turned this shit up, I done got in my stride
Real niggas never divide
I'm never gon' switch on my side
Glock with a switch on my side, let's ride
These lil' niggas with me, they love to slide
Gettin' head when I drive
I'm on them Percs and I'm geeked out my mind
Sippin' syrup, that shit got me geeked out my mind
Spot got the cameras, don't peep out the blind
Got your bitch in the trap and this ho too fine
I'm stuck on my grind
Ain't got no time, don't be wastin' my time
Straight to the VIP, I don't stand in no line
Ridin' down the strip, I got killers behind me
I'm on that 1.5, nigga, I ain't hiding
Free 1.5 Meat, he caught life for a body
Swervin' that Benz, that bitch got some body
Big Pissy, been shitting on these niggas, man, I need a potty
Niggas thought I went and signed Illuminati
All this money started causin' fuckin' problems
Niggas bitches, they gon' call the fuckin' coppers
'Nother fed case, all these fucking choppers
Bitch drinking Henn' out the bottle
The plug send them bags from Nevada (Yeah)
I really came from the bottom
Now I'm on top, I'm your kid's role model (Yeah, yeah)
I had to stay down, stay down, stay down, stay down
None of this shit didn't come overnight
I ran this shit all the way up from the ground
The bands don't fit 'cause my pants too tight
I drip, bitch, I'm fly like a flight
Ice on my neck make me shine like a light
Straight off the head, I don't write
Yeah, I set the trend, they be ready to bite
My young niggas ready to shoot, they don't fight
Better stay ready, don't stop at no light
Bitch hop on the dick and she ride like a bike
Smokin' exotic, got lean in my Sprite
Them M's, they all in my sight
Got F on my rims, I'm swerving, I'm high
Get the fuck out the trap if you know you can't buy
Niggas so cap, they can never be I
I done turned this shit up, I done got in my stride



Writer(s): Jamal Braud, Jamarrius Emondre Hill, Ronan Jho Decierdo


Yung Mal - Walkin'
Album Walkin'
date of release
04-05-2021




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