Race You To The Bottom - New Medicine

A get out of my way

Ain't no motherf**ker

Gonna steal my thunder

No no way

I'm all pissed off I'm gonna take you on no

Come on come on

Come on come on right now

Takin' takin' takin' taking you down

Then we out when the guns run out

When the *** run out when the guns run out

Hell bells infidels all part of

My crew

We're bad motherf**kers

And we're looking for you

Drinking forties all night and just so you know

We all wanna know how l-low can you go

I said woah race you to the bottom

Woah race you to the motherf**king bottom

If you got a problem

Love to help you solve

Them race you to the bottom

Said hey who's there

Who's next on my list Gonna get a big fist

And no I don't care

And I don't feel sorry that it'd come to this

(Gimme that gimme that gimme that bottle)

(Gimme that gimme that gimme that bottle)

Hell bells infidels all part of

My crew

We're bad motherf**kers

And we're looking for you

Drinking forties all night and just so you know

We all wanna know how l-low can you go

I said woah race you to the bottom

Woah race you to the motherf**king bottom

If you got a problem

Love to help you solve

Them race you to the bottom

I said woah race you to the bottom

Woah race you to the motherf**king bottom

If you got a problem

Love to help you solve

Them race you to the bottom

Race you to the bottom woah

Race you to the motherf**king

Bottom if you got a problem

Love to help you solve them

I'll race you to the bottom