Lyrics Man Down - Trippie Redd

Man Down

Keep on fucking around, yeah
We get to busting the rounds
Woah, another man down
Woah, another man down
Keep on fucking around, yeah
We get to busting the rounds
Woah, another man down
Woah, another man down
Keep on fucking around, yeah
My whole squad’ll knock it out, yeah
I’m in the trap right now, yeah
I got the strap right now, uh
Pussy nigga talking shit we might just feed him some sticks (Pow)
Matte black .40 Glock just to match my kicks (Sauce)
Balenciaga runners overlapping you niggas (You)
Word round town Sunny bossin' on niggas (Boss)
Iced out my mouth now I’m flossin' on niggas
Think and I’ma lick yu get your man down quick (Pow)
Louis pants with the strap I’m never gon' slip
On 1400, Wealthy Villain, I’ll die for this shit
Keep on fucking around, yeah
We get to busting the rounds
Woah, another man down
Woah, another man down
Keep on fucking around, yeah
We get to busting the rounds
Woah, another man down
Woah, another man down