Ace Hood - Goin Down Lyrics
[Featuring: Meek Mill][Intro]Real niggas came to partyAce Hood…Real niggas came to party[Hook: Ace Hood & Meek Mill]I say Lord, have mercy, all I wanted was a BeamerHad no pot to piss in now I’m livin’ thankin’ JesusNow my Rollie flooded I’m not talkin’ ‘bout KatrinaKnow I run my city, couple thousand from my sneakersIt’s goin’ down (it’s goin’ down)It’s goin’ down (it’s goin’ down)Burn the kush, on some rockets, goin’ down (it’s goin’ down)It’s goin’ down (it’s goin’ down)It’s goin’ down (it’s goin’ down)Bad *****es bring the whips it’s goin’ down[Verse 1: Ace Hood]Okay, happy birthday, nigga, every day I’m getting’ cakeWhat’s the day? It’s Tuesday, ***** I might blow 100K***** that nigga, they sleepin’, it’s a must I raise the stakesCan’t play with a nigga, no way – my drop is white as mayonnaiseHoly shit, better watch your ***** – Frito Lay, gotta stack them chipsKeep that tool on depot shit, and I keep two clips if a nigga do tripBoy you talk, I get money – ridin’ around in that new 600We them young niggas on the block who run itEvil Knievel, bro, we stuntin’ – okayMillionaire nigga, I got diamonds on my dickBoy, my swagger dope, I’m talkin’ 20 kilo bricksJust bought me an Aston and it came with a Spanish *****Diamonds got me froze like a PS3 glitch[Hook: Ace Hood & Meek Mill][Verse 2: Meek Mill]Okay, I go in in my beast mode – rappin’ niggas I eat thoseI tell a ***** take a deep breath then bend on knee like a free throwI don’t want me no good girl, ‘til I fell in love with these freak hoesIn my bedroom, I’ll make a movie, it’s starring me with that Li, roguesI ball hard like D-Rose, my stash on ‘positRacks all in my pockets, and these rats all at the Pots InnI got rats all in my conscious, money all in my mindI got shooters on my team, and they’ve got bodies on their ninesLook at that bad ***** right there – see the body on that dime?I ain’t swimmin’ in no hole, you know I’m probably on that grindAll these niggas hatin’ on me – but I ain’t on that timeStab me in the back, nigga – and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout PsyWhoa![Hook: Ace Hood & Meek Mill][Verse 3: Ace Hood]Okay, let’s all say a prayer since my swagger’s such a killerMight just buy your chick and give her that dick filet for dinnerNigga don’t want no problems, pistol pop you’ll get this figureLookin’ at all my diamonds, it ain’t hard to tell a winnerGoin’ down… goin’ down…That potato on the barrel, no soundYou see them foreigns?You see we touring?Me and Meek Mill the realest niggas bornPray![Hook: Ace Hood & Meek Mill]
