NLE Choppa – Man Down Lyrics

(D.a. Got that dope)
(Nle the Top Shotta) NLE the Top Shotta
Brrt, brrt
Ayy, ayy

I wanna relax and chill, but I'm like, "Where do I go?"
The shit I imagined and unfolded, my dreams came true (my dreams come true)
Who would've knew? Youngest nigga in the clique with the juice (juice)
A couple troops they come in twos, shoot .23s at your crew
We give a f*ck 'bout what he said, I just care 'bout where he at
Put the Glock right to his neck, we gon' take a nigga breath
Don't you stare wrong at my bro, I keep 30s, I call it "Heroin"
Keep your head on, they say I'm dead wrong, I live like Teflon
Scared of who? Scared of you?
You bleed just like I do (you bleed dead like I do)
Couple sticks up in this coupe, it ain't no cockin' we shootin'
Meditated like a Buddhist, I done knocked some Medusas
I ain't gotta walk in the gym, but they know I'm the shooter
Fell in love, felt a lotta love, but f*ck it I'm paid (come on)
Would she suck me the same if I had minimum wage? (Come on)
Do you look at me as opportunity or a face? (Or a face)
How the f*ck you say you love me, but I'm stuck in my ways?
She suckin' dick, she fuckin' dick just for the clout and the fame
My brother knocked the nigga head off, he asked for a chance
Part of the gang, revenge, always hear the pain 
Speak on my name, the last nigga did, he can't type the same
Controllin' and rollin', I sent the pack off, Motorola
I'm dopin', I'm dozin', I'm sleepin' on Versace sofas
He bogus, don't know him, we poppin' at him like a soda
Play with your life like it's poker
We give him joker, then we dose him
I raise my vibration, I'm elevated, I got patience
I changed my cadence, I paid it, they say I sound like I'm Jamaican
I know they hate it, they see I made it, I put it in they faces
Segregated from all the hatred, I'm protecting my faith

Take a ride with me, you won't worry no more (you won't worry no more)
'Cause we gon' make it to the top
Pull it straight up out the lot 
We gon' execute the plot, get the juice and all the guap
(Get the juice and all the guap, what you think? I'm on that mission)
Shots fired, man down, wh-whoa, whoa, whoa
(We gon' leave him swimmin' with the fishes, put 'em in the ditch)
Ayy, a hunnid rounds, a hunnid clowns, we gun 'em down (eh, eh, eh, eh-whoa)
(Gun 'em down, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ayy, thug to the bone when I'm clutchin' my chrome, you already know what I'm on
I go do a song, I get in my zone, now she wanna suck on my bone
I'm high as f*ck, I feel like a clone, I just hope I make it home
I thought I missed a shot, I hit him right on the dot
I made him stop (I made him stop, ayy)
How many shots, etcetera-cetera, 'til my gun had to stop (ayy)
This is no beretta-rettera, this is a glizzy Glock (ayy)
Scared of who? Scared-scared of what?
Bitch, he ain't scared of nothin'
One pop, he pop, we pop, we crash
Get back to the car, we know we gon' flash
You heard what I said, better go do the dash
Better not crash, don't drive too fast
Swerve in the scat, then I'm on your ass
Drive on a ten-speed, put on your mask
Hop out the car, I'ma dump the whole mag

Take a ride with me, you won't worry no more (you won't worry no more)
'Cause we gon' make it to the top (we gon' make it to the top)
Pull it straight up out the lot (pull it straight up out the lott)
We gon' execute the plot, get the juice and all the guap 
(Get the juice and all the guap, nigga, what you think? I'm on that mission)
Shots fired, man down, wh-wh-whoa (pick him up, pick your dawg up nigga)
Ayy, a hunnid rounds, a hunnid clowns, we gun 'em down (eh, eh, eh-whoa)