Yung Joc - Its Goin Down текст песни

Lil Boi)
This a nitty beat (boing)

(Nitti)
Here we go again
Bad boy south
Ghettoville USA (uh Oh
Block entertainment
You know I go by the name Nitti right (uh huh)
i gotta introduce ya'll to another motherfucker out my squad right (who is dis nigga, who dis nigga mayne)
Dis nigga go by the name of joc (joc?)
He resides in collegepark (collegepark cp)
But for right now what we gotta do for y'all (what we gonna do)
We gotta give y'all a hit (huh)

(Verse 1)
Niggaz in my face
Damn near erry day
Ask a million questions like
Joc where ya stay
Tell 'em collegepark
Where they chop cars
get 20 grand spend a grand at the bar
Just bought a zone J's on my feet
I'm on that patrone so hit like me
69 cutlass wit the bucket seats
Beat in my trunk ballin just for the freaks
Catch me in the hood posted at the sto
Pistol in my lap on the phone countin dough
If a girl choose let her do her thang
Just like her mama nice ass, nice brain
Er'body love me I'm so fly
Niggaz throw the duces er'time I ride by
I know ya wonder why
I'm so cool
Don't ask me just do what cha do (ok, ok)

(Chorus: repeat 2X)
Meet me in the trap its goin down
Meet me in the mall its goin down
Meet me in the club its goin down
Any where ya meet me guaranteed to go down

(verse 2)
Verse numba 2 do the damn thang
Cubes on my neck pocket full of ben franks
When I'm in the mall hoes just pause
I pop a few tags give me that on the wall
Time to flip the work make the block bump
Boys in the hood call me black Donald Trump
Dope boi magic seven days a week
Numba one record long as Nitti on the beat
Oh I thank they like me betta yet I know
Lights camera action when I walk through the door
Niggaz know my crew we certified stars
Valet in the front 'bout 35 cars
Bitches in the back
Black beamer coups
Girls likin girls time to recruit
If ya got a problem say it to my face
We can knuckle up any time any place

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Time to set it off let these niggas know
Have ya ever seen a Chevy wit the butterfly doors?
I ride real slow no need to speed
Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
Feds on my trail they don't thank I know
I keep my hands clean 'cause I never touch dope
Every time I see 'em look 'em in they eyes
Ask 'em how I know its me, surprise!
Put it in the air rep where ya stay
Take a step back blow the kush in they face
Stuntin is a habit let 'em see the karats
I'ma make it rain nigga I ain't scared to share it

(Chorus)

(Outro)
Yung Joc?!
Nitti strikes again
This a Nitti beat
Playmaker
so so deaf motherfucker