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Ammunition (Lyrics & Video)Take em Down – luhzayy Lyrics
Ayy, took his drake and posted on the net
This shit ain't what it's seems
Huh can't be hangin' with niggas, niggas too fake, they be too green
They wanna know how to make a band in a day I'll show these niggas with ease
Told lil cuz go fire me up
Lil bitch fell in love with smoke trees
Told lil cuz, he been acting strange
We gotta take him down
If it's bout, money, we gon' pop out
We gon' walk down
With this Glock, I spark it out
Fuck that bitch, no talkin' out
Fuck a grand, I need a pound
Roll the weed, I'm rollin' loud
Beef bout a bitch, he is a clown
You need my love, I'm comin' now
Shit, I been on the road, I text you back
When a young nigga touchdown
When that switch shoot, you hear a hundred sounds
We make a play, we in and out
All these arguments we do
Gon' tear us down, never hear me out
T.R.X. beat up the street
Haven't had sleep in a week
He drop a diss, that shit was weak
My oppos, they broke, they envy me
Since my grandma died
Shit, my feelings also died
Shit, if we come up another stolo
Lil' drench gon' dive
Hold back these tears, I never (cry)
Some where be floatin' in the (sky)
Shit, might O.D, I'm way too fried
These pills be keepin' me alive
Shit, I need some peace of mind
I'm driftin' backwards, losin' time
Always told the truth, never lie
Shit, if you feel like you need space
Then put me to side
Ayy, took his drake and posted on the net
This shit ain't what it's seems
Huh can't be hangin' with niggas, niggas too fake, they be too green
They wanna know how to make a band in a day I'll show these niggas with ease
Told lil cuz go fire me up
Lil bitch fell in love with smoke trees
Told lil cuz, he been acting strange
We gotta take him down
If it's bout, money, we gon' pop out
We gon' walk down
With this Glock, I spark it out
Fuck that bitch, no talkin' out
Fuck a grand, I need a pound
Roll the weed, I'm rollin' loud
Beef bout a bitch, he is a clown
You need my love, I'm comin' now
Shit, I been on the road, I text you back
When a young nigga touchdown
When that switch shoot, you hear a hundred sounds
We make a play, we in and out
All these arguments we do
Gon' tear us down, never hear me out
T.R.X. beat up the street
Haven't had sleep in a week
He drop a diss, that shit was weak
My oppos, they broke, they envy me
Since my grandma died
Shit, my feelings also died
Shit, if we come up another stolo
Lil' drench gon' drive
