Go Down South

Money going up
Girls going down
Didn’t know me then
Bet you know me now
I don’t care where you’re from
Just use your brain
Heads up, go down south
Go down south
Go down south
Go down south
Yeah, go down south
Look I don’t care where you’re from
Just use you brain
Heads up, go down south
Madness, with a bad bitch
In between her buns going ham
That’s a sandwich
I can have you come in, Labrinth
Handle it, you won’t stop buss, traffic
She said I’m hot chocolate with mean swag
When a whore licks, I get a tea bag
Spent 3 bags on 3 bags
Cum shot, watch the white stick, wii pad
Your girl said she at the seminar
But word to the Scottish, it’s my house where she heading bruh
Bare noise when I get in her
Neighbours can’t handle the racket, Federer
When I cruise by, they like you fly
Ask the Arabs about the brands that I do buy
I’m the man, I’m the man, I’m the man
So she wanna toss my salad, food fight
Aiming at your girl got my stick as a trigger (blow)
Call me John Terry, I don’t really fuck with niggas
Tia and Tamera, yeah I can handle sisters
Virgins know I get it popping, blisters
Telescopes out, yeah you looking at a star
All I do is splash, put me in the water park
No tints on the ride they be looking all hard
Spent a car on the watch, why you watching the car
At least once a month I be in the papers
Fuck me and sell the story, you’ll be famous
Might wants seconds cause I’m first class right
I can take you on your first, first class flight
She said, «Chip, I wanna beat, don’t tell my ex»
Says she plays dirty, over she crept
Life’s just a gamble, flip a coin, yes
Go down South, it landed on heads
(Inside out man)
Make a toast, I’m finally getting my bread right
I’m in the club, on my ones on a dead night
This ting Ambers giving me the red light
I’d be Prada’d off, sipping a red stripe
I don’t jam man, the girls know I’m doughnuts
She like Yung, man you really need to grow up
I put my tower in between her twins and make her complain
Till I blow up (boom)
A little jerk but she really wanna fling
Moving rice to get P’z, it ain’t a ting
Food man, I used to have money in cling
Now my money’s in banks, Bada Boom Bada Bing
I do the damn thing me and Kone in the deegra
And if I don’t wear a glove, she a keeper
Told this chick off Twitter I’mma FU
What do you think happened when I seen her?
Said I’m all about the Capital, I told her from the start
Heard me on the radio, and now she wants my heart
But I’m all about my paper, you can tell by the voice
Left her with a kiss, like I really got a choice
They told me go six, and I was like we be in
Give your girl a beat, 120 BPM
The weeds got me parro, girls think I’m shallow
Cause I got so much adds on my BBM
And after my gigs, they usually want to party
So I take them to the park, and I get inside the nani
Or it’s back to the villa, she creaming already
I’m far from chavvy, but I leave the bed messy
Got a bally on my top it’s bringing out the crook in me
Heard I got chips, now they wanna look for me
They know that I’m for real, just take one look at me
I used to load clips, now I’m trying to push a tee