Lay Down - Blac Youngsta

Ayy pussy, fuck up

Yeah bitch, you know, um

Anybody can killed, anybody can lose they whole life, you know

That go for me, you, anybody

You know what I’m sayin', you feel me?

Gang gang (Gang, gang)

I’ma go fed, I’ma stick out your block

Young nigga with me, he’ll take off your top

Nigga you ain’t solid, you ain’t caught a body

So, I’ma beat the fake off your watch

Glock four-five, shoot the hate out your heart

Niggas in the pen and they stay on the yard

You play with me, you gon' get killed broad day

I ain’t gon' wait 'til it’s dark

Lambourghini truck with a bitch in the roof

My nigga fucked, so I’m stickin' it too

Got a double cup 'cause I’m sick in the booth

Fuck that bitch, thick dick in her tooth

Young nigga hustle, young nigga stay down

I got a bad bitch, she on the way down

I’m from Memphis, she from the A-Town

I keep my pistol with me when I lay down

Fuck boy, I would never fold

Real nigga, I ain’t ever told

Sold dope but I ain’t sell my soul

And I’m lookin' like a pot of gold

I’m with mafia, nigga, we the mafia

And I’m mobbin' with a flop of hoes

I don’t fuck with rappers 'cause they gospel

And I got that shawty for the low

Put him on shitbag, put him on a hitlist, you can get hit fast (Gang gang)

Put on your seatbelt, I fuck your main bitch, lil' boy, sit back

He ain’t gon' never get his bitch back

I’ll send my young nigga through, come and get that

Hit him with the pump, knock out his six pack

I don’t go back and forth, I don’t chit-chat (Gang)

I’ma go fed, I’ma stick out your block

Young nigga with me, he’ll take off your top

Nigga you ain’t solid, you ain’t caught a body

So, I’ma beat the fake off your watch

Glock four-five, shoot the hate out your heart

Niggas in the pen and they stay on the yard

You play with me, you gon' get killed broad day

I ain’t gon' wait 'til it’s dark

Lambourghini truck with a bitch in the roof

My nigga fucked, so I’m stickin' it too

Got a double cup 'cause I’m sick in the booth

Fuck that bitch, thick dick in her tooth

Young nigga hustle, young nigga stay down

I got a bad bitch, she on the way down

I’m from Memphis, she from the A-Town

I keep my pistol with me when I lay down

You know I got seventy-five shots left in that K round

You know I’ma pull up with this shit, take you out if you stay 'round (There he

go, there he go right there)

You know I’ma fuck on your bitch every time you don’t lay 'round (Gang, gang)

My ugly bitches ain’t allowed to fuck me in the daytime (Can't)

Ugly ass bitch, put your face down (Gang, gang)

Big four-five by my waistline (Bitch)

Killers in the back with the MAC, they’ll black, black, black, black,

black if you take mine (Gang, gang)

All that smoke, I’ma face mines (Ho)

Homie in the pen tryna shake nine (Shake)

Shit fucked up, tryna help another nigga get a plate

Then he turned around and ate mine (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

I’ma go fed, I’ma stick out your block

Young nigga with me, he’ll take off your top

Nigga you ain’t solid, you ain’t caught a body

So, I’ma beat the fake off your watch

Glock four-five, shoot the hate out your heart

Niggas in the pen and they stay on the yard

You play with me, you gon' get killed broad day

I ain’t gon' wait 'til it’s dark

Lambourghini truck with a bitch in the roof

My nigga fucked, so I’m stickin' it too

Got a double cup 'cause I’m sick in the booth

Fuck that bitch, thick dick in her tooth

Young nigga hustle, young nigga stay down

I got a bad bitch, she on the way down

I’m from Memphis, she from the A-Town

I keep my pistol with me when I lay down