Lay ’Em Down lyrics

[Intro]
(It's a Wayne beat)
(His name's Pablo)

[Verse]
I been hustlin' since n*ggas that's my age used to belly roll
G-R-I-N-D Hard, that sh*t set in stone
b*tch had a baby a month ago, where her belly go?
I got robbed one time in my life, I still ain't let it go
Let me catch him, shoot him in his head, he need medical
Have him layin' in a hospital bed like a vegetable
Told a b*tch when she suck my di*k, play with my testicles
White chick told me that the sh*t I say irretical
Damn, I mean erratical
New PLR16 came with a tactical
Should I buy the FN or the Ruger? Now, that's rational
When you down and f*cked up, they gon' laugh at you
When you come up and get off, they be mad at you
I'm f*cked up in the head, I already know, I ain't have to shoot
Was 'bout to go and slide in all black, but I went casual
You won't catch me sayin' nothin' on a track that ain't factual
I just found a b*tch that's freaky, but— alright
I just found a b*tch that's freaky, pretty, and smart, them her attributes
Oh, you got somethin' to say? Well, I wasn't askin' you
'Bout to go down south, I might—
'Bout to go down south, I might go to Florida, Texas, and Cali too
Yesterday, I f*cked Brittany, Kayla, and Ashley too
Yesterday, I served Jack, Joe, and Katherine too
Shot they crib up too many times, they gon' have to move
Made thirty sales, they all came to me, I ain't have to move
When COVID came, nah
When Corona came, I was movin' a bag, I ain't have to loot
I was usin' a mask before we had to use it
I was shinin' before I bought a chain, I ain't have to do it
I could show you how to beat her doonies down, put your back into it
Learned to grind hard at a young age, I watched my daddy do it
Your BM came through to f*ck me, why you want daddy do it?
We don't listen to that bullsh*t, you make chatty music
I know what I'd do to a n*gga, I ain't gotta prove it
(I ain't gotta prove sh*t to no n*gga)
I'm 'bout to get a b*tch to cheat, I want y'all b*tches
I like short, fat, skinny, and tall b*tches
Matter fact, I don't discriminate, I like all b*tches
(Like, if you got a pus*y, I'm f*ckin' you)
The b*tch ugly, but her pus*y ain't got no face
If it smell like Aquafina, it ain't got no taste
I don't eat pus*y, so what really do I know?
You done f*cked every n*gga in my circle, you a ho
How every n*gga in your circle gettin' money, but you broke?
[Outro]
I'm broke, baby, I ain't got no money
Bullsh*t, I see you shinin', n*gga
I can smell a motherf*cker with money
Even Ray Charles could see you got money