Laid Back 2

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(Cio)

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Ayy, it's funny how these **** hate on me

When I got turnt and this shit went legit (legit), huh

The white people know that I'm rich (I did it), huh

All the young **** know why I hit (I do that), huh

The old **** know why I blitz (bitch), huh

The bad bitches know that I'm turnt (yee), huh

My people them know that I got 'em (yee), huh

Now they ain't hear me out, nothin' new was earned (aye)

Ayy, the same **** I gave a hand out (hand out)

Tryna act like they really wanna wack me (huh?)

Ayy, put the bag on 'em, don't put it past me (pew, pew)

Got revolvers in here like a track meet (yee)

I came runnin' and runnin' and runnin'

I ran laps around all these **** with black feet (I'm runnin')

Ayy, now I'm up, all these **** want at me

Foot's high, bump down on 'em like acne (ooh, ooh, ooh)

Ayy, in the mix of me gettin' all my cake up (whoa)

I got red on my hands like picante (yee)

Ayy, **** slept on the quincho for too long (too long)

Tired of woke **** up like a latte (I did that)

Ayy, my LeBron done be drummin', be drummin', be drummin', be drummin'

They feel like DeAndre, got a black BP in the driveway (ayy) from the projects right to the Broadway (ayy)

Now if you don't fuck with my patna, then don't fuck with me

Gotta keep it lowkey 'cause I'm still in the streets (still in the streets)

Get a boat for the cheap if you score it for me

**** know what we on, I ain't never gon' speak (ayy)

**** really police, I won't speak on the peep

I just smoke the OZ, that's your bro in the leaf (ooh)

I just do what I do, I don't know 'bout a beef

In the four with my bro at the store with that heat (I'm in the four)

Turnt up, I told my patna, 'Come on'

I got my ho steady high in the come on

Meet my people like Pumba and Timon, he put a hole in his trumpet, trombone

I got a ten from my back and it come folded

We run 'em down, we reloaded and unloaded

Bro with a white country **** like, 'Hulk Hogan'

And she lit me fur from the bed, let me cum on it

Lil' bro gon' pop at a opp and I condone it

I'm tryna find a thick ho to go hump on it

I bought a Prezzy Rolex like it's Trump on it

Talk about plays every day, I'ma jump on it

My front right and left pocket got hunks on it

It got the mugs on it, I better buck on it

Told my lil' bro if he rap, I'ma promote it

I'ma keep goin' 'til he move and get it on me

We back in the city with no smell (no smell)

Lot of bitch **** bitin' my coat tail (ayy)

I'ma stay on both feet like some toenails (damn)

2:23 long is a doorbell (phew, phew, phew)

And my lil' bro in the trap don't need no scale (don't need that)

'Cause he get it, he flip it, he wholesale (dig that)

These **** go to their can and get no mail (stay down)

Ayy, I'ma pro at this shit, I done pro- veiled (yee)

Okay, I'm laid back on my own time (okay, okay)

Young **** with me right now

They'll send this bitch up if it go down

He tried to play in this ho and got clotheslined (okay)

I don't want your lil' ho, why you want mine? (Okay, okay)

Ayy, brought her Celine, I done took this ho shoppin'

She say, 'Boy, you're so kind'

I'm tryna fuck, I ain't tryna waste no time (I ain't doin' that)

I got your ho goin' stupid for Q

She wanna fuck, watch a movie or two (ooh)

Ayy, if she ain't got a ride, she'll Uber to you

I be clutchin' some shit, Call of Duty'll do (do that)

A couple ratchet black bitches, I flew me a few

Split the bag with the plug, he done threw me a few

My life a movie, that too be a shoot

Quick to roll on a **** like sushi'll do (ooh, let's go)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, let's go

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, let's go

Uh, uh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, let's go

Uh, uh, let's go, uh, uh, uh, let's do that