"Goin Down" lyrics

Uh
Ayo, Carter, you go crazy
Draco
(Nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on, nigga, niggas play wit' nigga, you nigga)
Ayo, [?]
Rrr, uh

Nigga, nigga, serve it by the pound
I'm not Yung Joc, but it's goin' down
Alotta sticks in this bitch, do not make a sound
Move it by the ton, move it by the pound
Move it by the hundon, move it by the thou'
Niggas opps in this bitch, shootin' in the crowd
Rrr, rrr, do not make a sound
I'm not Yung Joc, but it's goin' down

Whip it in yo' face, like it's hibachi
Big chopsticks that hold a hunnid, do karate
Nigga, cop the Hellcat, uh, cop the Maserati, uh (Yeah)
Cop the Lambo', yeah, cop the new Ferrari, yeah
Cop the new Mercedes, these bitches goin' crazy
Drop-top, do the dash, 12 can't catch me (Yeah)
Drop-top, a hunnid bags, niggas tryna arrest me
The block ring and [?] ring are worth a brand new Lexus (Gang)
Grills, Johnny Dang, wrist, Peter Marco
Hunnid K off of chasin' Ms at Wells Fargo
They know me by my face, I'll bail out tomorrow
We got rich off Krispy Kremes and pounds of gelato, uh
We got rich off pullin' that stick like I hit the lotto, uh
Ridin' wit' a bad bitch, twerkin' like Mulatto, uh
Hellcat, do the dash like it's Grand Theft Auto (Uh)
(Hellcat, do the dash like it's Grand Theft Auto)

Nigga, nigga, serve it by the pound
I'm not Yung Joc, but it's goin' down
Alotta sticks in this bitch, do not make a sound
Move it by the ton, move it by the pound
Move it by the hundon, move it by the thou'
Niggas opps in this bitch, shootin' in the crowd
Rrr, rrr, do not make a sound
I'm not Yung Joc, but it's goin' down