Tear it Down Songtext
von Quando Rondo
Tear it Down Songtext
Ay, pass me a pack of Newports right quick (QRN)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I′m a little stressed out right now, you know? Light it up for me
That's a couple hundred grand, two hundred somethin′ on the dash
I really came up from the bottom, if that's the question you wanna ask
Aventador ridin' on a Xan′, I just pray that I don′t crash
Your brother thuggin', raise your hands
If you got get-back for your mans (okay, let′s go)
Rose gold Audemars for certain (that Audemars)
50 thousand, timin' perfect
Project houses, blood on top the street, too deep to do a Verzuz (whoa)
Then let me pop a Perky
Spin that - again, I wish that Pablo made it out that surgery (grrah)
Spin that - again, I swear to God that that - really hurt me
Oh man, here the cops come (whoop, whoop)
Industry and in them streets, we really hotter than lava
All these snakes in my front yard, they knockin′ our door down
Be fake, be the same one, next claim that they love y'all
Things ain′t the same, they got me traumatized
They try the gang, gon' be a homicide
They say I changed, that's ′cause I′m goin' through this pain
I watched my cousin die
Codeine, I still can′t put down this drank, that's even though I tried
Colgate, that′s the code name for -, we serve it through the night
4K, that shit y'all seen on that camera was a seven-one (oh, oh)
One K with the Christmas, I′ma buy lil' bro his favorite gun
No, no, no way, I done really had to grind and climb from out the mud
No Fade, I done had to switch my haircut just to dodge a charge
'Cause we livin′ large
Voodoo got the toughest tucked, gang with that 30 rod
Up that flame that 30 shots
Ain′t dyin' ′bout a gun, but livin' by it, that′s the art of war
Finally, I'm one who really got it in a foreign car (skrrt, skrrt)
Rose gold Audemars for certain (that Audemars)
50 thousand, timin′ perfect
Project houses, blood on top the street, too deep to do a Verzuz (whoa)
Then let me pop a Perky
Spin that - again, I wish that Pablo made it out that surgery (grrah)
Spin that - again, I swear to God that that - really hurt me
Oh man, here the cops come (whoop, whoop)
Industry and in them streets, we really hotter than lava
All these snakes in my front yard, they knockin' our door down
Be fake, be the same one, next claim that they love y'all
I′m on one, I went two for two, my - out the three
Throw up that four for my -, children, that′s a gift
Number five, add another five, standin' on our ten
11, we be dodgin′ 12 with this F and N
13, I was spittin', writin′ rhymes without a pen
14, I was on my grind and fresh from out the pen'
15, - up in the mind, all I know is spin
Forever 16 ′til the day I die, we catch and you gon' get it
This is not no competition, on my own pace, and I'm winnin′
These foreign cars, yeah, they pink slippin′
I know that you thought they rented
That's ′cause you all in my business, - go get some Benjis
I know that these - envy, yellow - look like Renni (whoa, whoa)
Kitchen Peezy, a chemist, a lot of - I invented (whoa, whoa)
But f- it, let 'em pretend it, we slingin′ iron, can't prevent it (whoa, whoa)
′Fore I leave lil' D, my lil' brother, I′ll leave all these - (whoa, whoa)
And all I know is the hustle, ain′t slippin' ′til it's a million
Rose gold Audemars for certain (that Audemars)
50 thousand, timin′ perfect
Project houses, blood on top the street, too deep to do a Verzuz (whoa)
Then let me pop a Perky
Spin that - again, I wish that Pablo made it out that surgery (grrah)
Spin that - again, I swear to God that that - really hurt me
Oh man, here the cops come (whoop, whoop)
Industry and in them streets, we really hotter than lava
All these snakes in my front yard, they knockin' our door down
Be fake, be the same one, next claim that they love y′all
(Dabi, you'll make 'em proud)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I′m a little stressed out right now, you know? Light it up for me
That's a couple hundred grand, two hundred somethin′ on the dash
I really came up from the bottom, if that's the question you wanna ask
Aventador ridin' on a Xan′, I just pray that I don′t crash
Your brother thuggin', raise your hands
If you got get-back for your mans (okay, let′s go)
Rose gold Audemars for certain (that Audemars)
50 thousand, timin' perfect
Project houses, blood on top the street, too deep to do a Verzuz (whoa)
Then let me pop a Perky
Spin that - again, I wish that Pablo made it out that surgery (grrah)
Spin that - again, I swear to God that that - really hurt me
Oh man, here the cops come (whoop, whoop)
Industry and in them streets, we really hotter than lava
All these snakes in my front yard, they knockin′ our door down
Be fake, be the same one, next claim that they love y'all
Things ain′t the same, they got me traumatized
They try the gang, gon' be a homicide
They say I changed, that's ′cause I′m goin' through this pain
I watched my cousin die
Codeine, I still can′t put down this drank, that's even though I tried
Colgate, that′s the code name for -, we serve it through the night
4K, that shit y'all seen on that camera was a seven-one (oh, oh)
One K with the Christmas, I′ma buy lil' bro his favorite gun
No, no, no way, I done really had to grind and climb from out the mud
No Fade, I done had to switch my haircut just to dodge a charge
'Cause we livin′ large
Voodoo got the toughest tucked, gang with that 30 rod
Up that flame that 30 shots
Ain′t dyin' ′bout a gun, but livin' by it, that′s the art of war
Finally, I'm one who really got it in a foreign car (skrrt, skrrt)
Rose gold Audemars for certain (that Audemars)
50 thousand, timin′ perfect
Project houses, blood on top the street, too deep to do a Verzuz (whoa)
Then let me pop a Perky
Spin that - again, I wish that Pablo made it out that surgery (grrah)
Spin that - again, I swear to God that that - really hurt me
Oh man, here the cops come (whoop, whoop)
Industry and in them streets, we really hotter than lava
All these snakes in my front yard, they knockin' our door down
Be fake, be the same one, next claim that they love y'all
I′m on one, I went two for two, my - out the three
Throw up that four for my -, children, that′s a gift
Number five, add another five, standin' on our ten
11, we be dodgin′ 12 with this F and N
13, I was spittin', writin′ rhymes without a pen
14, I was on my grind and fresh from out the pen'
15, - up in the mind, all I know is spin
Forever 16 ′til the day I die, we catch and you gon' get it
This is not no competition, on my own pace, and I'm winnin′
These foreign cars, yeah, they pink slippin′
I know that you thought they rented
That's ′cause you all in my business, - go get some Benjis
I know that these - envy, yellow - look like Renni (whoa, whoa)
Kitchen Peezy, a chemist, a lot of - I invented (whoa, whoa)
But f- it, let 'em pretend it, we slingin′ iron, can't prevent it (whoa, whoa)
′Fore I leave lil' D, my lil' brother, I′ll leave all these - (whoa, whoa)
And all I know is the hustle, ain′t slippin' ′til it's a million
Rose gold Audemars for certain (that Audemars)
50 thousand, timin′ perfect
Project houses, blood on top the street, too deep to do a Verzuz (whoa)
Then let me pop a Perky
Spin that - again, I wish that Pablo made it out that surgery (grrah)
Spin that - again, I swear to God that that - really hurt me
Oh man, here the cops come (whoop, whoop)
Industry and in them streets, we really hotter than lava
All these snakes in my front yard, they knockin' our door down
Be fake, be the same one, next claim that they love y′all
(Dabi, you'll make 'em proud)
Writer(s): Tyquian Bowman, William Dobard, Egor Sergeyevich, Dabeev Dmitrievich, Antoine Banks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com