Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lie Down , by - Trizz. Release date: 14.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lie Down |
| 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 niggas wanted Orlando |
| Stomp em out in public then proceed to my damn show |
| Ay |
| Niggas hot like the fan broke |
| Cuz they money is funny, shit is a damn joke |
| Pullin' up like Rambo |
| Hoppin' out the van, bro |
| Me and some niggas with pistols maybe a damn rope |
| To tie em up, line em up I pray somebody light em up |
| Talkin' shit but these niggas be sitting right with us |
| Bogard the blunt |
| Niggas 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 niggas 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, nigga |
| Quiet Down |
| Them niggas is coming right now |
| Load pistols on every street that they ride down (nigga) |
| Its quite foul |
| So all we do is get high now |
| Why now? |
| My niggas is finally eating |
| We fly now |
| Now here is some deep shit |
| Hell is when you repeat shit (nigga) |
| That’s why I don’t give a fuck |
| And be on some creep shit |
| Keep talking slicky and you |
| Gonna find yourself in deep shit |
| So speak quick you cheap shit |
| Hit delete on them tweets, bitch |
| I ain’t a gangster but really be in them streets, bitch |
| They bump me on the corner, they listenin' to that G shit |
| Always been 100, was never on industry shit |
| I come from real hustle, that get it we in the streets shit |
| They on that sub-conscious, hold up let me think shit |
| I’m on that sub-knocking, thug rockin' G-shit |
| Let me see, bitch, we gon let it be bitch |
| Low key as OGs, we dont let em see shit |
| They gon let them bleed, beretta squeeze for hella cheese |
| Hella clean as i speed blowing hella weed |
| Fuck the homies that forgot me, we gonna let them leave |
| Mad cuz I’m overseas, high doing hella things, nigga |
| Quiet down |
| Them niggas is coming right now |
| Load pistols on every street that they ride down (nigga) |
| Its quite foul |
| So all we do is get high now |
| Why now, my niggas is finally eating |
| We fly now |