[Verse 1: Snoopy Dinero]
I, just threw my cape on
Got me singing like Trey Songz
Superman, I'm the one that they wait on
High temp, but I stay calm
Really bomb n***as with these napalms
Rap dissin', all these fake songs
All I see is teeth in these fake pawns
Baby girl, steal my heart, make sure you stash that shit away
Times I feel great, might need it back for a rainy day
Don't you ever try to play, not with me, ain't no way
Even on Broadway, I'll let it off girl, broad day
Catch Cupid, I'm beating 'em, run down, I'm treating 'em
Chopping up his body, then it's spotty, I'll be feeding 'em
I don't fuck with that love shit, keep that shit far away from me
My mind and my heart different, think it's better when they far away from me
But I'm falling

[Chorus: Snoopy Dinero]
Down, down
They wanna see a n***a fucked up, heartbroken and
Down, down
You my brother from another mother, brodie, I won't let you
Down, down
Do right by me, bae, and I'll
Hook you down, down
Moving pieces 'round, tell me how that sounds
[Verse 2: B-Lovee]
All alone like who holding me down
Look at me now, how that sound?
Bro tryna spin, lay him down
Thirty and better, for the crowd
N***as clowns, I can't hang with 'em
Stay in ya lane, know I'm bringing that pressure
She a thottie, I ain't claiming her
She want my heart, ain't no way I could let her
Fighting demons, it get better
Pour up some lean, I might feel a lil' better
Like whatever, where the cheddar?
Add it up, put it together
I don't know who to trust, it get scary
PTSD, why you near me?
Losing bro was the worst, I feel empty
I been itching to click, don't you temp me
Gotta hold it together, shit'll get better
Keep that shit right in my sweater
Shit'll get litty wherever, they tried to get me
Put that on bro I won't let up
I get to changing the weather, rain get to pouring
Now they got his name on a sweater'
I do pictures, them days feeling better
Invited, I wish we all together
[Chorus: Snoopy Dinero]
Down, down
They wanna see a n***a fucked up, heartbroken and
Down, down
You my brother from another mother, brodie, I won't let you
Down, down
Do right by me, bae, and I'll
Hook you down, down
Moving pieces 'round, tell me how that sounds