Face Down (Slowed Down) - MCVERTT, A$AP Ferg & Sexyy Red

Check, check, one two, check You know what he's sayin'? Face down! (Dead like Elvis) Face down! (Dead like Elvis) Somebody once told him that he wouldn't take Prince through the ringer Let him go down as a washed up singer Ain't that a bitch? Thinkin' all along that he wanted to be rich Never respected the root of all evil and he still don't to this day, huh Bury him face down, let the motherfuckers kiss a ass, OK? Face down! (Dead like Elvis) Face down! (Dead like Elvis) Told 'em he wanted to sing a song about a black child goin' buck wild And they just laughed in his face Talk to your lawyer but you got no case What you need to do is keep your place Next time you pull a card, it better be a ace motherfucker Or you can lay face down (Face down!) One two (Dead like Elvis) Face down! One two (Dead like Elvis) Horn Horn Bass Bass Him and her meaning who I'm singin' about And his psychoanalyst kinda saw the catalyst As the devil with the blue jeans on, huh Ain't it kinda funny when you see the dawn? Sign the name they gave ya But when them motherfuckers turn around ass up, you're what? Face down! One two (Dead like Elvis) Face down! New power generation in the house (Dead like Elvis) bury 'em all Face down! Yes, oh Lord (Dead like Elvis) Face down! (Dead like Elvis) Orchestra Orchestra Orchestra Face down! (Dead like Elvis) Orchestra Face down! It's in his will, I read it He shot to kill, he said it For those who know the number and don't call Fuck all y'all Face down! (Dead like Elvis) Face down! (Dead like Elvis) Face down!

(Lay it low) (Lay it low) (Lay it low) (Play it slow) (Lay it low) (Lay it low) (Lay it low) (Play it slowed down) (Slowed down) (Play it slowed down) (Slowed down) (Play it slowed down) Yeah I work a graveyard shift I'm tired in the day that's how I normally live, ay But it wont last forever I got one reason for my existence and that's pleasure Turn the music up when you play it slowed down Turn it on at night and we'll drive around town Kill out all the lights watch the city close down You could be the one if you play it slowed down Play it slowed down Baby can you play it slowed down I don't even want you I just needed that sound I'm a different person when you play it slowed down I don't really wanna get out of bed I got a lot of choices I wish I could reset, yeah Imma stay in instead I got a million texts and I leave em on read Slow Down You only live long if you're barely alive But go too fast and you'll rarely survive Make the most of what you have or you'll end up deprived I don't want regrets id rather be buried alive Yeah this life moves fast I know its not a race but I don't want to be last I just want to place and I don't want to be passed I want to cross the finish when I run out of gas (Lay it low) (Lay it low) (Lay it low) (Play it slow) (Lay it low) (Lay it low) (Lay it low) (Play it slowed down) (Slowed down) (Play it slowed down) (Slowed down)

Does anybody see him? Another set up for the fall Does anybody hear him? He's screaming at the same blank wall And everyone can't be right But everyone will decide I'm not afraid of the price I pay I won't lie down as you walk away I'm not afraid of the price I pay I won't lie down as you walk away I'm sure you must have seen him I know you must have heard it all I know you used to be him Did anybody care at all? And everyone can't be right But everyone will decide I'm not afraid of the price I pay I won't lie down as you walk away I'm not afraid of the price I pay I won't lie down as you walk away And everyone can't be right But everyone will decide I'm not afraid of the price I pay I won't lie down as you walk away I'm not afraid of the price I pay I won't lie down as you walk away I'm not afraid of the price I pay I won't lie down as you walk away I'm not afraid of the price I pay I won't lie down as you walk away

Arf, arf, arf Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (Right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (Frankie Mothafuckin' P) I said get at me I'm talkin' to you niggas with that rap beef Get at me Ostrich-skin seats like it's acne Get at me Never tacky, jeans made by Acne Fuck Governor Pataki and Patakis It's about to get uglier than Balenciagas Felt bad I never finished college Now we fuckin' cuties with booties in Dapper Dan silk pajamas Livin' the dream, open up your eyelids Me and Flacko on a island with a few bad bitches How my cousin make a mil' off a du-rag business? All my dawgs with the shit, you with a few cat litters All the yellow with the black like the Wu back (Su) Back when I was rentin' beds, I was still catchin' head If I was bussin' dishes, I'd be still fuckin' bitches Boof pack, gift wrapped just like Christmas Gone for a minute, now I'm back, did you miss me? Had the whole Harlem World wearin' Under Armours Under the armors, I'm a pretty mothafuckin' comma Gorgeous comma, pretty much about to fuck your mama Kinda runnin' late for this meetin' with Obama I ain't mean it to rhyme, but call me when your mind right Meet me with your romper, CC me when the vibe right More money, more problem, more chopper, more drama And I got these hoes, feelin' like Mo Bamba Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Who gon' do what? My dawgs gon' tool up Nigga, look out, 'cause look down like one, two, fucked And we don't give two fucks Where I'm from, you lunch, you food Niggas called your bluff Pockets Warren Buffett, security guard too buff I like my songs screwed up I own a gold toothbrush, I get my gold tooth buffed I'ma stomp a nigga out in Timberland nubuck Young Buck, too buck, Benz truck, new truck Big horns, tuba, more good than Cuba They tried to hit us like Huey with the armpits up But we swerved through the bullets, get your targets up Hood Pope up in this bitch, in Trap Lord we trust Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) I said get at me I'm talkin' to you niggas with that rap beef Get at me Ostrich-skin seats like it's acne Get at me Never tacky, jeans made by Acne Fuck Governor Pataki and Patakis

Yeah, hoe (Yeah) Yeah (Uh) Yeah, hoe (Yeah) Yeah (Uh) Yeah (Oh) Yeah, hoe Yeah (Yeah) Yeah, hoe (Uh) Look at me, look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me, look at me now Fuck is you kiddin' me? All of my jewelry cost about a hundred thou' Fuck all my enemies, never had sympathy Fergie finna lay 'em down Sippin' on Hennessy, hoppin' out Bentley Fuckin' your bitch in the mouth Who am I? (Trap Lord), ayy Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now Ayy (Trap Lord), yeah Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now Fell in love with a stripper And that is what happened today, ayy Found that bitch on the Insta' And that is the fuck what I say, ayy Told that girl like I finna fly my ass out to LA Girl actin' like she Alpo, put that cake all in my face Flacko cop new 'Rari Told his ass I wanna race VLONE thuggin' with Bari All of my niggas got taste We gon' mosh in the party Get the fuck outta my way Thirty got kick like karate Don't wanna meet the AK (Ayy) Look at me, look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me, look at me now Fuck is you kiddin' me? All of my jewelry cost about a hundred thou' Fuck all my enemies, never had sympathy Fergie finna lay'em down Sippin' on Hennessy, hoppin' out Bentley Fuckin' your bitch in the mouth Who am I? (Trap Lord), ayy Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now Ayy (Trap Lord), yeah Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now Send a couple niggas to your bando (Bando) Send them hot rocks through your sandals, ayy They say I remind them of Rondo (Rondo) Light his ass up like a candle, ayy Fuckin' on her like I'm Alejandro My Dominican bitch is like J.Lo, 'kay Know a couple nigga with the platanos Them banana clips will fuck up your day Pull up to your crib like Domino's Creepin' on a nigga like Cirque De Soleil Man, I need my money pronto I told you time and time ago, I cannot wait This shit feel like I'm in the Congo Run through the jungle like every day Man, I came up on a bando So take that motherfuckin' look off your face Look at me, look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me, look at me now Fuck is you kiddin' me? All of my jewelry cost about a hundred thou' Fuck all my enemies, never had sympathy Fergie finna lay'em down Sippin' on Hennessy, hoppin' out Bentley Fuckin' your bitch in the mouth Who am I? (Trap Lord), ayy Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now Ayy (Trap Lord), yeah Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now

I know it's wrong I know it's wrong Father please forgive us, couldn't tell the difference and it's on me I don't need to seek attention just to keep these women on me I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong Fuckin' on that bitch and I know it's wrong Wifey walked in and she found that thong She talk to my dick like an intercom Then smoke that dick up just like it's a bong I ain't gon' lie, this the realest song Head ebola, get my glisten on Trap love gettin' it and on But I know it's wrong I know that it's wrong so don't buy brick I speak to the Lord, don't ignore me White model bitch doin' cocaine Layin' her out in the hallway Double strappin' on a ratchet bitch So she don't take me to Maury Man I done lost me a classy bitch Perccy, you stand in the hallway Father please forgive us, couldn't tell the difference and it's on me I don't need to seek attention just to keep these women on me I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong Feel like I'm stuck in a maze My bitches lookin' amazed Now she is goin' so crazy She caught me cheatin' today Eyelashes all on my bed Texts I didn't erase Now she comin' at my head Thought I'd never see the day Shouldn't have never been with them other broads And now I left my girl with another scar Sometimes I take advantage just 'cause I'm a star I know it's wrong so I'm on my knees prayin' to God Father please forgive us, couldn't tell the difference and it's on me I don't need to seek attention just to keep these women on me I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong

Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi Ice Cube, all about the Benjis Spend ten bands in Fendi A$AP, my niggas with me Niggas be talking that bullshit Your main bitch said I look gorgeous What I spent on my chain, that's your mortgage (cash out) Brand new Porsche came with some horses Sipping that purple like Prince .40 my tool, that's my wrench Ballin' like J-Kidd, assist Shootin that three like a swish Moving in silence, I need me some guidance I'm wildin' this money and violence Come out the projects, I want it, I got it Margiela just running through college Fresh out the Porsche, check out my shorts Best from the west to the north Catching some rec with my thots, aye Getting a check for my thoughts, aye Dripping in jelly, I trap off a celly I look like I'm rich in the 80's Droop with the grippy, I cruise through the bity I'm buggin out crazy, no brazy Ski mask on me so them niggas can't trace me Car is so fast when I skrt they can't chase me Margiela Marino now she wanna date me She see the money, now she tryna play me Hope out the Rari, go vroom I never lack, I stay with goons And you know Gucci my shoes Breaking the rules, stay on the news And you know my shot go swish Shoot from a three point, boy I won't miss Smooky just caught a new lick Diamonds don't drip, don't front, you get hit Funny vibes, I can sense something different in the air It's like a weight being lifted Take some hatred, oh I get it Really trippin' cause you broke and you in your feelings Let her go, she in her feelings Niggas can't tell you shit, man, don't know the difference When you're in your twenties making parents' livid Cause you making millions Make em wanna live it than you make a living Over what you spent and making poor decisions Music for the children, hope they make it Major even independent, free them out the penni' Keep him out the prison, writing freedom with the pen and pencil MTV about a Interstitial Fuck with me because it's beneficial Unsuspected like an incidental Chasing that bag 2017, 2018 They breaking my hoes in half Come on through stunting too Looking like a nigga dad Foreign bitches, pull up Type of bitches nigga wish he had Looking in the mirror, vision getting clearer I see why you mad Chickens coming in, they gotta go She ain't fucking then she gotta go Wanna see me drown, I gotta float Best believe I get it by the boat Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it Had your bitch and she be lickin' in it Car so big she wanna get up in it Tell the bitch to chill but she still catching feelings [.45 that] chopper, it ready to spit on you niggas All of my bitches, they fucking, they acting siddity Ya, stacking the guap, feel like Diddy All of my bitches get millie Popping that molly prescription All of my niggas they dishing I just go hard in the kitchen Bitches they fuckin', they lickin' Carti, I'm getting that, uh Told her go mind her own business 'Fore I die, I'mma make a billie Stack a couple millie, 'Rari in the billy House upon the hilly, diamonds getting chilly Bunch of indie niggas with me repping Philly Oh lord, it's the Hood Pope Shouldn't walk 'cause I could float Model bitch, get a good throat Said she in love with the hood folks, god damn Nasty baby, 2017 Big ol' diamonds in my pinky ring Prada on me, bitch I do my thing I ain't gotta talk to you niggas lame Disappear on 'em like David Blaine Combat boots on me like Major Payne These niggas is funny like Damon Wayans Boy you so broke, man that shit a shame Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag Member times I was broke, man I'm getting that bag See I remember times I was broke, now a nigga chasin' that bag