lirik lagu santi (uk) - it's going down
[intro: santi]
listen
[hook: santi]
heard you’re flipping food, so it’s going down
yeah, i came with loonz and it’s going down
heard you wanna shoot, so it’s going down
masters of the booth, little p-ssy, don’t make a sound
heard your money’s up, so it’s going down
you heard we’re f-cking nuts and it’s going down
bally got the gloves, so it’s going down
yeah, that money talk so nah, we don’t make a sound
[verse 1: aj tracey]
too much to handle
extended clip on the handle
these bruddas singing like randall
they want that tag on my ankle
it’s getting dismantled
if we got beef, then you’re cancelled
i’ll leave you lost in that forest
it’s gretel and hansel
you see, my borough’s got money
we ball like the lakers
i wanna drive a ferrari
and live on two hundred acres
nah, i ain’t a journalist
i go hard for the papers
i get the heater, i’m burning this
shots to my haters
i’m sending love to my lovers
them females, them honeys
they thick as f-ck, call them money
cause she got money, i love her
she go down under the cover
get brain, then i’m smothered
but n-gga, i don’t love b-tches
i love their -rs-s and t-tties
models i’m kissing
i keep them thick n-ggas dissing
and man got swishers, he swishing
he’s counting mula and piffing
money, we winning
cause if i’m winning, you winning
from early, i’ve been on sinning
bad breed but i had a vision
[hook: santi]
heard you’re flipping food, so it’s going down
yeah, i came with loonz and it’s going down
heard you wanna shoot, so it’s going down
masters of the booth, little p-ssy, don’t make a sound
heard your money’s up, so it’s going down
you heard we’re f-cking nuts and it’s going down
bally got the gloves, so it’s going down
yeah, that money talk so nah, we don’t make a sound
[verse 2: santi]
i already told you
family, it’s going down
they say i’m too g-ssed like
“please, can you tone it down”
vicious four fizzy by my side
when i’m rolling round
pick the parcel up, bag it up
and then i throw it down
vicious up in that trap
with that fizzy up on my lap
i can spray it up in your cap
if you really think that you’re bad
counting riches with the batch
while i’m blowing up on that dank
f-cking with sants can get you clapped
like you must be f-cking mad
trainers you ain’t seen
i’ve got these p-ssies looking weak
got the finest in my team
lord knows we’re locking streets
i’ll load it up and i’ll clap it up
to remind you that you bleed
lord knows i’ve gotta eat
i keep that sprayer in my jeans, like
looney said he’s down
so i told him come around, like
pistol in your pouch
i’ll make it whistle in your mouth
what drought you talking ’bout?
my g, i’m still about
said he’s making pounds
so the squad go hit him down
[hook: santi]
heard you’re flipping food, so it’s going down
yeah, i came with loonz and it’s going down
heard you wanna shoot, so it’s going down
masters of the booth, little p-ssy, don’t make a sound
heard your money’s up, so it’s going down
you heard we’re f-cking nuts and it’s going down
bally got the gloves, so it’s going down
yeah, that money talk so nah, we don’t make a sound
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