Текст песни Bow Down ft. Denzel Curry (Commentary) - Deniro Farrar
Nigga,
I
ain′t
worried
'bout
shit
′less
there's
36
O's
in
the
key
OG
niggas
call
me
big
bruh
Knowing
goddamn
well
that
they
older
than
me
and
I
ain′t
worried
′bout
shit
Nigga,
I
ain't
worried
′bout
shit
'less
there′s
16
O's
in
a
pound
New
god
flow
Nigga
this
that
new
god
flow,
y′all
bitch
niggas
better
bow
down
I
ain't
worried
'bout
shit
Denzel
with
the
L
at
the
end
of
the
noun
Makin′
sure
their
child
could
see
the
cap
and
the
gown
Too
many
lil
niggas
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
canal,
in
your
mouth
Fuck
around
you
get
40
cal
Bitch
what
the
fuck
is
beef
to
a
slaughterhouse?
Got
sticks
that'll
knock
your
baby
momma
out
Scratch
that,
knock
Harry
Potter
out5
Hit
his
head
on
Obama′s
couch,
nail
Obama's
scout
Y′all
niggas
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
nigga,
tsk
tsk
Only
shoot
once
it's
a
hit,
and
if
you
shoot
twice
it′s
a
miss
My
nigga
bang
bang
Fuck
that,
let
his
brains
hang,
nigga
fuck
that
let
his
brains
hang
36
O's
in
a
brick,
16
O′s
in
a
pound
AK47
with
the
red
beam
and
a
drum
on
that
bitch
hold
150
rounds
Go
on,
ride
with
your
squad
Nigga
you
could
die
with
your
squad,
tryna
get
live
with
your
squad
Young
OG,
nigga
I'm
a
young
OG
Get
toe-tagged
tryna
play
hard
And
it's
money
over
boppers
My
young
nigga′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
nigga,
reassuring
no
survival
Headshot
a
nigga,
reassuring
no
survival3
Cold
heart
nigga,
that's
how
they
raised
me
Kill
or
be
killed
so
you
really
can′t
blame
me
Straight
up
the
gutter
where
they
killin'
over
words
Fuck
around
and
get
toe-tagged
in
front
of
your
baby
Nigga
get
buck
Swear
to
God
nigga
get
buck,
first
time
let
it
be
your
last
I
ain′t
worried
'bout
shit
Nigga,
I
ain't
worried
′bout
shit
send
a
murder
gang
at
your
pussy
ass
Bow
down
(Fuck
nigga!)
Bow
down
(Fuck
nigga!)
Bow
down
(Fuck
nigga!)
Bow
down
(Fuck
nigga!)
Better
to
reign
in
hell
than
to
serve
in
heaven,
is
that
it?
Why
not?
I′m
a
fan
of
man
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