Brodie just shipped in the work
Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc
That bitch on her knees like she prayin in church
Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk
I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth
Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs
Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb
In my hand be the fire give you the word
Swear I'm too high still down to earth
And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird
Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth F*ck what you sayin' it's f*ck what you heard
Louis V jacket on me okay Need a house in the hills had to relocate
She tell me she loyal I know that she ain't
Up the high beam help me see through the rain
Smoke out the window I'm swervin through lanes
These bitches want me and they after my fame
Paint that boy head and I'm callin' him Aang
JYJ or Jace like which one is your name
Chop like Sosa bang bang bang
Bitch broke my heart and her last name was Blaine
Now I sip syrup just to ease all the pain
Get popped like a bottle ain't talkin' champagne
Poppin these bottles get neck from a model
I'm switchin' these lanes yeah I'm goin' full throttle
Going to fast I might f*ck up the auto
This that 762 and the tip of it hollow
This that Glock 22 in the center the console
I'm in love with the throat I'm in love with the tonsil
Give you the word like the gospel
Put him under the ground like a fossil
Put him under the ground (gone) shh don't make a sound
Drake with a drum kit unlimited rounds I'm clutchin' the pipe when I ride around town
I'm clutchin' the pipe when I ride
Double R what we stayin' inside She playin' around tell that lil' bitch goodbye
Shoot his ass dead send him up to the sky
Brodie just shipped in the work
Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc
That bitch on her knees like she prayin' in church
Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk
I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth
Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs
Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb
In my hand be the fire give you the word
Swear I'm too high still down to earth
And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird
Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth F*ck what you sayin' it's f*ck what you heard
This off the dome I'm not writing a verse
This off the dome I leave him in a hearse Glock in the duffel the Louis V purse
If a problem come up I'ma handle it first She love how I'm sayin' the words
And she loves how I'm so down to earth
So down to earth but I'm high with the stars
Know I don't rent but I'm rotatin' cars Run up on me you get smoked like cigars
These hoes all on me and they chase like Jamar Choppa throw punches left right like a spar
Im slangin' the rock just like f*ckin' Lamar
Bag in the air look like I care? keep me a smith like the prince of Bel Air
Double G on me that's all that I wear
You know it ain't fair
No it aint fair' how I'm rockin' these clothes Choppa on me and it go where I go
High all the time so it's hard to be low Glock 45 and that bitch love to blow
F*ck her then she out the door wait F*ck her now she wants some Dolce
Chop bisexual both ways Aim it at you and your hoe ayy
Uppin the Glock and we aimin' I fully control her just like I'm gamin
We do not rock with that set that you claimin' And no I don't f*ck with that hoe that you namin
No I don't f*ck with her at all You think that's your bitch but it's me that she call
She f*ckin' with me cause my money stand tall Got me some shooters they're ready to ball
All of this pressure my back to the wall Y'all boys just trippin' I'm better than y'all
Y'all boys is trippin' we air out the block then we dippin
Brodie just shipped in the work
Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc
That bitch on her knees like she prayin in church
Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk
I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth
Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs
Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb
In my hand be the fire give you the word
Swear I'm too high still down to earth
And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird
Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth F*ck what you sayin' it's f*ck what you heard
He say I won't pull up that lil' boy in danger Gen 5 with no safety but one in the chamber
Yo bitch hit me up if she ask me to change her I've been ballin' so hard I go straight to the majors
Ice on my wrist like a glacier Sippin' Wock I'm in love with the flavor
Run up on me you meetin' your maker Runnin' the town you can call me the mayor
Chop that boy up like he ask for a taper Pockets they flooded with paper
Walkin around like Darth Vader, 'Cause the red beam it look like a saber
JYJ - DOWN TO EARTH (feat. OTW & vaguebdz) Lyrics
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Brodie just shipped in the work
Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc
That bitch on her knees like she prayin in church
Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk
I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth
Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs
Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb
In my hand be the fire give you the word
Swear I'm too high still down to earth
And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird
Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth F*ck what you sayin' it's f*ck what you heard
Louis V jacket on me okay Need a house in the hills had to relocate
She tell me she loyal I know that she ain't
Up the high beam help me see through the rain
Smoke out the window I'm swervin through lanes
These bitches want me and they after my fame
Paint that boy head and I'm callin' him Aang
JYJ or Jace like which one is your name
Chop like Sosa bang bang bang
Bitch broke my heart and her last name was Blaine
Now I sip syrup just to ease all the pain
Get popped like a bottle ain't talkin' champagne
Poppin these bottles get neck from a model
I'm switchin' these lanes yeah I'm goin' full throttle
Going to fast I might f*ck up the auto
This that 762 and the tip of it hollow
This that Glock 22 in the center the console
I'm in love with the throat I'm in love with the tonsil
Give you the word like the gospel
Put him under the ground like a fossil
Put him under the ground (gone) shh don't make a sound
Drake with a drum kit unlimited rounds I'm clutchin' the pipe when I ride around town
I'm clutchin' the pipe when I ride
Double R what we stayin' inside She playin' around tell that lil' bitch goodbye
Shoot his ass dead send him up to the sky
Brodie just shipped in the work
Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc
That bitch on her knees like she prayin' in church
Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk
I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth
Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs
Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb
In my hand be the fire give you the word
Swear I'm too high still down to earth
And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird
Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth F*ck what you sayin' it's f*ck what you heard
This off the dome I'm not writing a verse
This off the dome I leave him in a hearse Glock in the duffel the Louis V purse
If a problem come up I'ma handle it first She love how I'm sayin' the words
And she loves how I'm so down to earth
So down to earth but I'm high with the stars
Know I don't rent but I'm rotatin' cars Run up on me you get smoked like cigars
These hoes all on me and they chase like Jamar Choppa throw punches left right like a spar
Im slangin' the rock just like f*ckin' Lamar
Bag in the air look like I care? keep me a smith like the prince of Bel Air
Double G on me that's all that I wear
You know it ain't fair
No it aint fair' how I'm rockin' these clothes Choppa on me and it go where I go
High all the time so it's hard to be low Glock 45 and that bitch love to blow
F*ck her then she out the door wait F*ck her now she wants some Dolce
Chop bisexual both ways Aim it at you and your hoe ayy
Uppin the Glock and we aimin' I fully control her just like I'm gamin
We do not rock with that set that you claimin' And no I don't f*ck with that hoe that you namin
No I don't f*ck with her at all You think that's your bitch but it's me that she call
She f*ckin' with me cause my money stand tall Got me some shooters they're ready to ball
All of this pressure my back to the wall Y'all boys just trippin' I'm better than y'all
Y'all boys is trippin' we air out the block then we dippin
Brodie just shipped in the work
Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc
That bitch on her knees like she prayin in church
Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk
I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth
Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs
Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb
In my hand be the fire give you the word
Swear I'm too high still down to earth
And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird
Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth F*ck what you sayin' it's f*ck what you heard
He say I won't pull up that lil' boy in danger Gen 5 with no safety but one in the chamber
Yo bitch hit me up if she ask me to change her I've been ballin' so hard I go straight to the majors
Ice on my wrist like a glacier Sippin' Wock I'm in love with the flavor
Run up on me you meetin' your maker Runnin' the town you can call me the mayor
Chop that boy up like he ask for a taper Pockets they flooded with paper
Walkin around like Darth Vader, 'Cause the red beam it look like a saber
Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc
That bitch on her knees like she prayin in church
Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk
I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth
Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs
Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb
In my hand be the fire give you the word
Swear I'm too high still down to earth
And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird
Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth F*ck what you sayin' it's f*ck what you heard
Louis V jacket on me okay Need a house in the hills had to relocate
She tell me she loyal I know that she ain't
Up the high beam help me see through the rain
Smoke out the window I'm swervin through lanes
These bitches want me and they after my fame
Paint that boy head and I'm callin' him Aang
JYJ or Jace like which one is your name
Chop like Sosa bang bang bang
Bitch broke my heart and her last name was Blaine
Now I sip syrup just to ease all the pain
Get popped like a bottle ain't talkin' champagne
Poppin these bottles get neck from a model
I'm switchin' these lanes yeah I'm goin' full throttle
Going to fast I might f*ck up the auto
This that 762 and the tip of it hollow
This that Glock 22 in the center the console
I'm in love with the throat I'm in love with the tonsil
Give you the word like the gospel
Put him under the ground like a fossil
Put him under the ground (gone) shh don't make a sound
Drake with a drum kit unlimited rounds I'm clutchin' the pipe when I ride around town
I'm clutchin' the pipe when I ride
Double R what we stayin' inside She playin' around tell that lil' bitch goodbye
Shoot his ass dead send him up to the sky
Brodie just shipped in the work
Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc
That bitch on her knees like she prayin' in church
Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk
I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth
Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs
Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb
In my hand be the fire give you the word
Swear I'm too high still down to earth
And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird
Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth F*ck what you sayin' it's f*ck what you heard
This off the dome I'm not writing a verse
This off the dome I leave him in a hearse Glock in the duffel the Louis V purse
If a problem come up I'ma handle it first She love how I'm sayin' the words
And she loves how I'm so down to earth
So down to earth but I'm high with the stars
Know I don't rent but I'm rotatin' cars Run up on me you get smoked like cigars
These hoes all on me and they chase like Jamar Choppa throw punches left right like a spar
Im slangin' the rock just like f*ckin' Lamar
Bag in the air look like I care? keep me a smith like the prince of Bel Air
Double G on me that's all that I wear
You know it ain't fair
No it aint fair' how I'm rockin' these clothes Choppa on me and it go where I go
High all the time so it's hard to be low Glock 45 and that bitch love to blow
F*ck her then she out the door wait F*ck her now she wants some Dolce
Chop bisexual both ways Aim it at you and your hoe ayy
Uppin the Glock and we aimin' I fully control her just like I'm gamin
We do not rock with that set that you claimin' And no I don't f*ck with that hoe that you namin
No I don't f*ck with her at all You think that's your bitch but it's me that she call
She f*ckin' with me cause my money stand tall Got me some shooters they're ready to ball
All of this pressure my back to the wall Y'all boys just trippin' I'm better than y'all
Y'all boys is trippin' we air out the block then we dippin
Brodie just shipped in the work
Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc
That bitch on her knees like she prayin in church
Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk
I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth
Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs
Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb
In my hand be the fire give you the word
Swear I'm too high still down to earth
And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird
Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth F*ck what you sayin' it's f*ck what you heard
He say I won't pull up that lil' boy in danger Gen 5 with no safety but one in the chamber
Yo bitch hit me up if she ask me to change her I've been ballin' so hard I go straight to the majors
Ice on my wrist like a glacier Sippin' Wock I'm in love with the flavor
Run up on me you meetin' your maker Runnin' the town you can call me the mayor
Chop that boy up like he ask for a taper Pockets they flooded with paper
Walkin around like Darth Vader, 'Cause the red beam it look like a saber
Writer: JYJ ., OTW ., vaguebdz .
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid