Man Down - YBN Nahmir, Chris Brown

Either you in or out

I see the paramedics, news cameras, police choppers

Man down, but they don’t know who shot 'em

It’s lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies

Everyday a nigga D.I.E

If anybody scared, fuck from 'round me

If you ain’t with the bid’ness, get the fuck from 'round me

Slide down on my niggas on tip (raah!)

30 shots they gon' go through your whip (hits)

I’m the man, smokin' nigga like a zip

Then turn around and I fuck on his bitch (bop, bop, bop, bop)

I gotta keep movin', keep one in the Ruger (ayy)

Bullets hot, they gon' hit your medula (yeah)

I’m chasin' the sack, gotta get to the safe

By any means, gotta get that moolah (bop, bop, bop, bop)

It’s gun shots erywhere so, boy, you better hide (you finna hide)

If Breezy say it’s fuck you, so you know I’m finna slide (watch me slide)

Watch me do that walk up, you seen that pole, now he surprise

Hollow tips gon' hit 'em then I’m hoppin' in that ride (bop, bop, bop, bop)

Say the people took my brother, so I’m screamin', «Fuck the feds»

I rather keep that blower 'fore my mama see me dead

If a nigga run up on me, I’ma fill 'em up with lead (raah!)

.223's hit his body, pop a nigga like some mints

If I ever hit a lick then you know I’m breakin' bread (I'm breakin' bread)

Niggas snitchin' to the cops, they be talkin' to the feds

All I hear is gunshots (bang, bang)

Up and down my block (yeah, ow!)

It don’t never stop (ow!)

Either you in or out (I see)

I see the paramedics, news cameras, police choppers

Man down, but they don’t know who shot 'em

It’s lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies (bang, bang)

Everyday a nigga D.I.E (woah, ooh)

If anybody scared, get the fuck from 'round me (bang, bang)

If you ain’t with the bid’ness, get the fuck from 'round me

You better find that exit (exit)

Stop that flexin' (stop)

Before I send you to the Reverend

All my niggas reckless, you get the message

None of y’all ain’t gon' shoot (pow)

Niggas lame, tryna complain

Bitches still snitchin' if you tell the truth (oh woah-oh-oh)

You ain’t 'bout shit, now leave (shit, now leave)

And now I got a dick on me (dirty clip)

I made this bitch feel my piece (yeah, yeah)

And she ain’t never felt one of these

Yeha, tell her bend over

Then I shot man down, it’s over

Then a man hit coke just like soda

Man tellin' lie, lemme kill all the rumors

Mash up the pussy, gah run, run to her

Whine up for me, you gotta come sooner

Nigga headless, knock out the tumor

Give 'em good dick now all I hear is

All I hear is gunshots (bang, bang)

Up and down my block (yeah, ow!)

It don’t never stop (ow!)

Either you in or out (I see)

I see the paramedics, news cameras, police choppers

Man down, but they don’t know who shot 'em

It’s lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies (bang, bang)

Everyday a nigga D.I.E (woah, ooh)

If anybody scared, get the fuck from 'round me

If you ain’t with the bid’ness, get the fuck from 'round me