It's Going Down

[Intro: Fabolous & DJ Drama] Fabolous: This is the funeral service right? DJ Drama: I got my suit on Fabolous: That's what I thought. aye Drama, Wassup son? DJ Drama: Bodied 'em! Fabolous: What it look like nigga? It look like these niggas is dead to me! DJ Drama: It's finished Fabolous: Well Fuck that. when we see dead, we call dead where I'm from. These niggas in the club holding greygoose up like it's champagne? DEAD. These bitches with fake tits, fake ass, talking 'bout they real bitches? DEAD. These niggas wearing that guy off the block Gucci, these bitches rockin them lady who come in the salon Louis bags? DEAD [Verse One: Fabolous] I got some bad bitches with me every time I come around Faces be so pretty & they asses be so round Not Riri or Jay but I'ma say we run this town Like a casket in the ground, baby it's going down Real niggas with me every time I come around If there's money, we gon' go for it like it's 4th down Patron & lemonade, I don't really do the brown And like a plane crash nigga, it's going down [Verse two: Freck Billionaire] It's going down for that fucking Ben Frank loot Kill ya dog for that money nigga, like you Frank Luke All I ever hear is how you get to work with Los Cause every fuckin' bar is sicker than tuberculose Dead on arrival, send him to the morgue swift Get his weight ready, send him to the mortish I love when a playa-hater show me unbelief (why?) Cause I won't hesitate to put a nigga underneath Adios, I have his family wish him farewell West Philly, I get fly like air mail Bitches say Freck you ballin' like Golden State Cause I got the money longer than The Golden Gate So many carats in the chain, they know I live to spend Over 65 like a senior citizen (lotta carats) And this the motherfuckin funeral Street Fam, we connected like a uni-brow [Verse 3: Fabolous] It's goin' down, 12 O'clock ball drop We push 911's, but we don't call cops I'm Paul Blart nigga, all I do is mall cop Being fly gon' be the death of me, check my autops None of the shit these niggas say should be called hot My shit stay in niggas' heads, flow bald spots We get around, that just mean we all got More American girls than the dolls spot So, I'm fuckin' somebody's daughter Brain so wet, she must drink smart water Have all my money, not a penny shorter I come through in accounts, end of the 4th quarter (nice) They say real niggas keep some real bitches wit 'em These diamonds is bait, I just reel bitches wit 'em The way they flash, you could take some still pictures wit 'em I'm so dougie that I get a Lil' Vicious wit 'em [Verse 4: Freck Billionaire] Yes sir, there's still no competition The fam's hooked, no rehabs or intervention And rival rappers, we kill 'em dead, they end up missin' It's going down, like a building set for demolition And did I mention, every weekend in the club we spendin' niggas' pension We got these cowards under pressure, can you feel the tension? I'm the coach, these players think they ballin' till I bench 'em (bench 'em) And I'm flyer than you ever been, I'm flying where you never been Chain smokin' Purple Kush, I'm high offa that medicine I'm no rookie, but I am not a veteran Not to toot my own horn, but I know who I'm better than I've got a speech impediment, I-I k-keep stutterin' F-F-Fi-duh-duh-duh boys, y'all know who I'm running with Keep that w-work comin' in, money keep d-doublin' Yeah this town? we runnin' it. if you like it, I love it then Yeah I got a problematic flow, get acrobatic dough That mean it flip every month, yeah, mathematical If a sucker toy with mine, i'ma get radical Cut 'em with the Gemstar, hit 'em with the Calico Dump on his momma house, you see me with llamas out Layin' out my thug shit, narcotic drug shit If nobody move, then nobody gettin' bodied We in the penthouse, over lookin' everybody I'm a over achiever, shine over shade I keep my hoes over fucked & underpaid Still rock a Rolex, in Miami it roll ex Move through the club, the family skip the coat check Leave blood on the floor, like it skipped the co-tecs We thugs baby, get green gold jets Third Row flow, I'm a shocker major See I always keep it raw, no stockin' on my gig what else?