Girls Go Down

D— D— D— DJ FMCT DJ Bandz, oh, man [Verse 1] She said it's yours, finesse, I call her Finesse her, for sure, she nasty, for sure-for sure My young niggas blitzin', my opps went missin' Way up, no ceilings, can't have no feelings When all the lights go out, my ice still hittin' Before they took my style, my style was different She throw that ass around, it twirl, it jiggle When all the girls go down (Go down, stay down) [Chorus] I pulled up in Louis V sandals, my hat is by Eric Emanuel Do you know what I paid for these chains? Why would I be mad if you stare at 'em? We don't do Murciélagos, never dress like a mannequin Balenciaga cargo, stay in the cut like some bandages [Verse 2] I bought my bitches new ass and titties He mad, keep pushin', he reach, Steve Nash that nigga Car keys to my city, they don't get it I'm a dog like "Grr" from the X, my nigga, look [Chorus] I pulled up in Louis V sandals, my hat is by Eric Emanuel (Huh?) You know what I paid for these chains? Why would I be mad if you stare at 'em? (Huh?) We don't do Murciélagos, I never dress like a mannequin (Mannequin) Balenciaga cargos, be in the cut like we bandages (Bandages, huh?) [Verse 3] My city like a war zone and that's why I stay with my savages Walk in through the side door, snuck in the club, brought the hammer in Bust the pussy wide open, she told me I couldn't handle it Put it in her backbone, needed a little more stamina I used to take a cab home, it was a little embarrassing And now I got my racks up, I'll turn your block to a charity When you spin the block, don't do it in front of the cameras I'm like a walkin' Lotto, three hundred K for appearances [Outro] She said "It's yours," haha, I laughed Of course, finesse, I called her, finesse her, for sure, for sure My young niggas blitzin', my opps (Ha) went missin' Way up, no ceilings, can't have no feelings Can't have no ceilings, can't have no feelings Can't have no ceilings, can't have no feelings Can't have no ceilings, can't have no feelings Can't have no ceilings, can't have no feelings (When all the lights go out, my ice still hittin') Can't have no ceilings, can't have no feelings (Before they took my style, my style was different) She throw that ass around, it twirl, it jiggle She throw that ass around, uh, uh