Lay Down (feat. GloRilla) (Remix|Explicit) - Omb Peezy/GloRilla
Lyrics by：Leparis Dade/Gloria Hallelujah Woods
Composed by：Tevin Revell
Produced by：King Drumdummie
Drum Dummie
Look
All of that woofin' like you 'bout that **** better stop that ****
Stop that ****
***** I got something to make you lay down
***** I got something to make you lay down
Murder murder murder kill kill goin' through a nigga mind
When I'm loadin' up them K rounds
When I'm loadin' up them K rounds
And we gon' ride through that p***y nigga block one of these nights and let 'em have it
Peezy
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
And we gon' ride through that p***y nigga block one of these nights and let 'em have it
Eh GloRilla
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
Ugh shut up
All that cheatin' lyin' connivin' **** had to drop that *****
****
He must've thought I was gon' stay 'round
Got outta there outta there
I wish a nigga would try me likе I ain't that *****
'Cause I got niggas that don't play about me
On the gang gang
Uh I can say it proudly with my chest a ***** ain't never booked me for nothin'
So try me if you want to ho that's the first time I won't be the one
Money money money **** on hoes goin' through a ***** mind
Whoa ugh
On gang gang
All of that woofin' like you 'bout that **** better stop that ****
Stop that ****
***** I got something to make you lay down
***** I got something to make you lay down
Murder murder murder kill kill goin' through a nigga mind
When I'm loadin' up them K rounds
When I'm loadin' up them K rounds
And we gon' ride through that p***y nigga block one of these nights and let 'em have it
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
And we gon' ride through that p***y nigga block one of these nights and let 'em have it
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
Aye ridin' 'round with fed cases murk a nigga for a couple dead faces
Uh aye
**** your baby momma ain't no sympathy I hope she have a dead baby
**** that
Niggas wanna tell the police everything well tell 'em how that lead tastin'
Uh talkin'
I've been in the streets no sleep told 'em heat ain't seen the bed lately
Yeah
I've been trippin' poppin' fifties I remember I ain't have a pot to piss in
Uh uh
Partners kick it in the trenches nigga trippin'?
Grab the Glock and pop the stick in
Uh uh uh
Murder mission pop a jigga smoke a black wait for my high to kick in
Uh
Rob a nigga flat broke he shake back?
Then I'm gon' rob him again
Skrrt yeah
All of that woofin' like you 'bout that **** better stop that **** I'll pop that *****
Nigga
Slide through your block murk a nigga then I'm out that ***** look
All of that woofin' like you 'bout that **** better stop that **** I'll pop that *****
Slide through your block murk a nigga then I'm out that ***** look
All of that woofin' like you 'bout that **** better stop that ****
Stop that ****
***** I got something to make you lay down
***** I got something to make you lay down
Murder murder murder kill kill goin' through a nigga mind
When I'm loadin' up them K rounds
When I'm loadin' up them K rounds
And we gon' ride through that p***y nigga block one of these nights and let 'em have it
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
And we gon' ride through that p***y nigga block one of these nights and let 'em have it
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
**** boy we ain't gon' play 'round
