DOWN TO EARTH ft. OTW & vaguebdz Lyrics

Brodie just shipped in the work

Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc

That bitch on her knees like she prayin in church

Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk

I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth

Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs

Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb

In my hand be the fire give you the word

Swear I'm too high still down to earth

And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird

Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth Fuck what you sayin' it's fuck what you heard

Louis V jacket on me okay Need a house in the hills had to relocate

She tell me she loyal I know that she ain't

Up the high beam help me see through the rain

Smoke out the window I'm swervin through lanes

These bitches want me and they after my fame

Paint that boy head and I'm callin' him Aang

JYJ or Jace like which one is your name

Chop like Sosa bang bang bang

Bitch broke my heart and her last name was Blaine

Now I sip syrup just to ease all the pain

Get popped like a bottle ain't talkin' champagne

Poppin these bottles get neck from a model

I'm switchin' these lanes yeah I'm goin' full throttle

Going to fast I might fuck up the auto

This that 762 and the tip of it hollow

This that Glock 22 in the center the console

I'm in love with the throat I'm in love with the tonsil

Give you the word like the gospel

Put him under the ground like a fossil

Put him under the ground (gone) shh don't make a sound

Drake with a drum kit unlimited rounds I'm clutchin' the pipe when I ride around town

I'm clutchin' the pipe when I ride

Double R what we stayin' inside She playin' around tell that lil' bitch goodbye

Shoot his ass dead send him up to the sky

Brodie just shipped in the work

Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc

That bitch on her knees like she prayin' in church

Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk

I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth

Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs

Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb

In my hand be the fire give you the word

Swear I'm too high still down to earth

And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird

Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth Fuck what you sayin' it's fuck what you heard

This off the dome I'm not writing a verse

This off the dome I leave him in a hearse Glock in the duffel the Louis V purse

If a problem come up I'ma handle it first She love how I'm sayin' the words

And she loves how I'm so down to earth

So down to earth but I'm high with the stars

Know I don't rent but I'm rotatin' cars Run up on me you get smoked like cigars

These hoes all on me and they chase like Jamar Choppa throw punches left right like a spar

Im slangin' the rock just like fuckin' Lamar

Bag in the air look like I care? keep me a smith like the prince of Bel Air

Double G on me that's all that I wear

You know it ain't fair

No it aint fair' how I'm rockin' these clothes Choppa on me and it go where I go

High all the time so it's hard to be low Glock 45 and that bitch love to blow

Fuck her then she out the door wait Fuck her now she wants some Dolce

Chop bisexual both ways Aim it at you and your hoe ayy

Uppin the Glock and we aimin' I fully control her just like I'm gamin

We do not rock with that set that you claimin' And no I don't fuck with that hoe that you namin

No I don't fuck with her at all You think that's your bitch but it's me that she call

She fuckin' with me cause my money stand tall Got me some shooters they're ready to ball

All of this pressure my back to the wall Y'all boys just trippin' I'm better than y'all

Y'all boys is trippin' we air out the block then we dippin

Brodie just shipped in the work

Got that boy feelin' blue I popped him like a perc

That bitch on her knees like she prayin in church

Call bro free safety cus' he finna lurk

I'm high in the sky but I'm still down to earth

Used to be in the Chi' but I switched to the burbs

Tell that lil' bitch goodbye kicked her to the curb

In my hand be the fire give you the word

Swear I'm too high still down to earth

And I'm too fly kinda feel like a bird

Yeah I'm too fly still down to earth Fuck what you sayin' it's fuck what you heard

He say I won't pull up that lil' boy in danger Gen 5 with no safety but one in the chamber

Yo bitch hit me up if she ask me to change her I've been ballin' so hard I go straight to the majors

Ice on my wrist like a glacier Sippin' Wock I'm in love with the flavor

Run up on me you meetin' your maker Runnin' the town you can call me the mayor

Chop that boy up like he ask for a taper Pockets they flooded with paper

Walkin' around like Darth Vader Cause the red beam it look like a saber