Songtext Shut it down Chris Miles

Shut it down

Featuring Traphik
Produced by Redd Lights

(Hook)
That bass been bumpin and we ain't gonna turn it down
Our neighbors getting mad but we gon keep it loud.
Yeah, them charge be droppin when they see us come around,
Me and Traphik up in here and they know we gonna shut it down.

(Verse)
See everybody know what the name be now, would you play this sound so haters get back?
Too fly like a bird or a plane, or a nerve with the brain with a crazy jet pack
Hey girl let me hit that, hit it raw like a steak I eat
After I smash I’mma pass it to Chris, he look young but he got the fake ID
What's good? I'm bouncing around they ain't talk of the town when I'm in my hood,
OGs in them block no me they'll be like young and as you should
When I throw that deep, they know it's the other bitches wanna catch it
Run the classy once of the trashy, she wants I'm making mug and ratchet
So that's it, you're plastic, and my watch is a gold one
Your girl got a flat screen booty, my girls looking like the old ones,
Your team's that's cost son, but really I don't give a fuck
Team pack I rap for the west and I'm about to hit em up,
I'm a beast I'ma boss, bitch I got beats
Every single thing you ever wanted, I embody
A pimp like Bonnie Simpson and I catch some hate for it,
But I'm so legendary you ain't gotta wait for it.

(Hook)
That bass been bumpin and we ain't gonna turn it down
Our neighbors getting mad but we gon keep it loud.
Yeah, them charge be droppin when they see us come around,
Me and Traphik up in here and they know we gonna shut it down.

(Verse)
Hello, ghetto, what the hell you're tryina do?
Come and get my own track I don't even like you
I do damage and nobody in the world with the similar flow and real talent
Spin it
Get a bit of it into your brain when I fucking come around
Whether that you coming down a bit but I will never stop though,
And even everywhere but got no acto
I go Godzilla man I wonder, is it possible to rhyme so fly me some
I’m a prodigy, honestly I could be dope but I’m not even trying
Oh my, it's Chris Miles to the flow
That D flies, he’s got C Flies see my scrap when I come up in the bulding
Me and him, we about to make the killing, really
I ain't even playing with the men, your girl chillin but she sayin that she isn’t with you
Saying you a king but you looking like a person
Chris Miles go hard to the pain cause you’re about to get it
Make it forget them haters
I come in there river that the long,
Nigga, we're spitting the fire that get them lames jealous
Soon as yall start I edit, lemme spit it
Hop on the track, lil kid but they giving him a case of ganz
When I step up they step down and stretch the facts
Well it depends where I got my first central catch
You can try to run the game with your asthma
I go crazy like Taz does
Yea we ahead of all yall, man Traphik ain’t even in traffic easy

(Hook)
That bass been bumpin and we ain't gonna turn it down
Our neighbors getting mad but we gon keep it loud.
Yeah, them charge be droppin when they see us come around,
Me and Traphik up in here and they know we gonna shut it down.