Ching – Down Bad

Ching – Down Bad Lyrics

Artist: Ching
Song: Down Bad

Yeah, race to the finish, gotta chase big bands
Probably get flipped, better come with cash
Hit him up quick, hope the clip don’t jam
We was down bad, had to swipe and scam

Buddy gon’ come, better come correct
Fresh out the store, he gon’ get his tag
Get wet up, his blood got drip
Get him to a b#tch, put him in the past

Came a long way, it’s a long way down
Money making change, came up from a pound
Gotta play the game just to make it out the ground
Only love you when you down, when you here no one’s around

I’m in my own lane
If I likе it I take the whole thing
Hе crossed to me, that’s a big bang
Slidin’, we cruise in that Range

I don’t got space for no loose change
He ain’t a killer, he Bruce Wayne
Only the gang, yeah, no new face
f#ck with the gang, get a new face

You better tie up your shoelace
Running him down, now the killers on go
Gotta do it for real, I don’t do it for show
If he write a statement then that’s not your bro

This not a game, started off from the ground
Learning new tricks, how to cook up the stove
Better for now, it’s the more that you know
Pick up the pace when the business get slow

Get money and more
Race to the finish, gotta chase big bands
Probably get flipped, better come with cash
Hit him up quick, hope the clip don’t jam

We was down bad, had to swipe and scam
Buddy gon’ come, better come correct
Fresh out the store, he gon’ get his tag
Get wet up, his blood got drip

Get him to a b#tch, put him in the past
Baby, don’t front, I just wanna get bucks
Only want head, won’t f#ck
The bank run-up

This from the grind, not luck
Know they all mad, they stuck, he get wet up
Then he gon’ make the news, the feds don’t got no clue
Run out his shoes, he ain’t from no crew

They only do diss for views
They don’t know half of the sh#t that we do
Got nothing to prove, ’cause that’s how you get yourself caught
I just let him assume, ain’t walking my shoes

I really came up from the block
29-40, I move, got the spot
Gotta keep forty, my sh#t getting hot
Kennedy road, I been moving a lot

OT and back, now I been making wops
I take a flight and I’m sending them shots
They ain’t believe me, I walk how I talk
Watch how I shine, put momma on top

Then flood out my body with diamonds and rocks
Race to the finish, gotta chase big bands
Probably get flipped, better come with cash
Hit him up quick, hope the clip don’t jam

We was down bad, had to swipe and scam
Buddy gon’ come, better come correct
Fresh out the store, he gon’ get his tag
Get wet up, his blood got drip

Get him to a b#tch, put him in the past, ahh
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From the album:
Down Bad [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021