Lie Down lyrics

by

Trizz


We gon' do it like this check it out look

(Verse 1)
Ay
I had to trip, they had me bent, now we manned up
Break bread and stay fed, cuz them feds do
We only want them dead like n*ggas wanted Orlando
Stomp em out in public then proceed to my damn show

Ay
n*ggas hot like the fan broke
Cuz they money is funny, sh*t is a damn joke
Pullin' up like Rambo
Hoppin' out the van, bro
Me and some n*ggas with pistols maybe a damn rope
To tie em up, line em up I pray somebody light em up

Talkin' sh*t but these n*ggas be sitting right with us
Bogard the blunt
n*ggas ain't slick, you tryin' to get high with us
They always in my pockets
Can't stop it who tryin' ride with us
Provide the slump
For n*ggas who ride around and provide the funk

Poppin' out the trunk
Who want it, you better hide and duck, ay
And you can't ride if you won't die with us
You don't have to like it
But respect it and that's fine with us, n*gga

(Chorus x2)
Quiet Down
Them n*ggas is coming right now
Load pistols on every street that they ride down (n*gga)
Its quite foul
So all we do is get high now
Why now? My n*ggas is finally eating
We fly now

(Verse 2)
Now here is some deep sh*t
Hell is when you repeat sh*t (n*gga)
That's why I don't give a f*ck
And be on some creep sh*t
Keep talking slicky and you
Gonna find yourself in deep sh*t
So speak quick you cheap sh*t
Hit delete on them tweets, b*tch

I ain't a gangster but really be in them streets, b*tch
They bump me on the corner, they listenin' to that G sh*t
Always been 100, was never on industry sh*t
I come from real hustle, that get it we in the streets sh*t
They on that sub-conscious, hold up let me think sh*t
I'm on that sub-knocking, thug rockin' G-sh*t
Let me see, b*tch, we gon let it be b*tch

Low key as OGs, we dont let em see sh*t
They gon let them bleed, beretta squeeze for hella cheese
Hella clean as i speed blowing hella weed
f*ck the homies that forgot me, we gonna let them leave
Mad cuz I'm overseas, high doing hella things, n*gga

(Chorus x2)
Quiet down
Them n*ggas is coming right now
Load pistols on every street that they ride down (n*gga)
Its quite foul
So all we do is get high now
Why now, my n*ggas is finally eating
We fly now

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