Rich Kidd - When It Go Down Lyrics

Rich Kidd – When It Go Down Lyrics

It’s from my time and my town
When it go down
Y’all don’t know when to go down
Shot popping, tops coming down
When it go down, down
When it go down
It’s the lead that drop me on town
When it go down, down
When it go down

As I wake up in the morning
Turning to my south see some leftover…
On my other side it’s my last…
Round 3 I could tell she want it
We gotta put that on hold for a minute
I’m tryna the heat we’ve been going for a minute
Got the snow and complete ass whooping
Whether ones bipolar but never am I tripping
Nigger listen we gonna grab pounds of beef
And marinate the chicken
Barbeque in the street like ain’t nobody business
My boom box we serenading the block
Man order from cops, it’s a celebration bitches
Taking girls turned bad trying to act good
Richie Kidd try to act good
So I split’em like a Dutch
Small back to back
We back to backyards
And grilling this shit up

Coke bottles day, 4 bottles a change
Bout to puke out my brains, get the fuck out my way
Did it as the neighbor brush don’t nobody complain
Hopefully they don’t look at that bush until it rains
Now I’m back in the game
Feeling kinda lean, can’t remember your name
Do you pro taking Mary Jane? You my type of lady
Got that crazy flame like they be on…way
You better put the thing out, better lean out
For another day to day we can live without
Full of mellow all we wanna do is chill out
Add a couple losers, tell’em my name is..
Vibe so psych, tell you what I don’t like
A nigger try to tell you how to live with no life
Marijuana ain’t no better height for a low life
Tell’em bout the3 shallow air with a new friend
No new friends let’s say feminine the new trends
I take mine to 8, maybe a strong 7
Anything lower will never be know by my