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BagzOverFame, Greeze & Riskey

Lay Low

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Lay Low was released on April 1, 2025 by 6028096 Records DK2 as a part of the album Lay Low - Single

Song Details

AlbumLay Low - Single

Release DateApril 1, 2025

Label6028096 Records DK2

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM75

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

BagzOverFame

Harmony Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Bagzoverfame Riskey Greeze

Bagzoverfame Riskey Greeze

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Riskey

Engineer

Lyrics

This is a Flaaash! Mix

Run from jakes

Bro's slidin' the A, but tag's got me stayin' at home

Throw a 5 or 2 in my zone

If you pop L's down, you ain't makin' it home

Bro back shanks out on the baitest of roads

I don’t wanna be famous, I wanna lay low like yo

Cover my face, won’t show

But they wanna see face, no way, just know

Run from jakes

Bro's slidin' the A, but tag's got me stayin' at home

Throw a 5 or 2 in my zone

If you pop L'z down, you ain't makin' it home

Bro back shanks out on the baitest of roads

I don't wanna be famous, I wanna lay low like yo

Cover my face, won't show

But they wanna see face, no way, just know

If I spot 'em (Catch him), I got 'em

Fuck a beat box, get straight to the wettin'

If you slip, I'ma knot up your insides

Not a rockstar, I'm a felon

5 lick man, I don't know about get hard

We been hard, Will Ferrell (Trust)

Mum still asks where my yings are

But I been Yard for several

Get busy, get Lizzy (Trust)

5 on the south-side Izzy

You see me, that's facts (Facts)

From time, it was me and the cats

The belly turned man like it ain't suttin' bad

Still, me and BagzB on the trap

We run with our lives, don't run with our shanks (Never)

Got bruised on the side like Rambo

Chain, no Django, breakin' on me (No)

Stick to the code, no changin' on me (No)

It's always the closest hatin' on me (Why me?)

Don't look at me like it's still young, boy

Robbin' out part, make a change on the heat

I back out my suttin' and takin' your G

Scarred up Nickz for the talk, it's peak

I'm with my OV's, tryna tape that scene

Run from jakes

Bro's slidin' the A, but tag's got me stayin' at home

Throw a 5 or 2 in my zone

If you pop L's down, you ain't makin' it home

Bro back shanks out on the baitest of roads

I don't wanna be famous, I wanna lay low like yo

Cover my face, won't show

But they wanna see face, no way, just no

Get hit if you pop L's down (Don't do that)

I can't wait, tryna pop L's now

Turn man victim if I buck L's now

Constant itchin' 'cause I'm with Lz now (Ching, ching)

I got bells now, but these bells don't jingle

5 or a 2 if you're 'round man, simple

Man throw 2's, disappear like dimples

Come to the 2, watch him drop like singles

Broski leave him wet like the seaside

Pop L's down, watch him turn to a 3.5 (Wet, wet)

One fell down, got a shell in the behind

Jump out the ding, bro, listen to me like

Jump out, swing, do him swift like Taylor

Shirt gon' rip, he in need of a tailor

Make blood clart like he came from Jamaica

Run out of breath, bro get my inhaler (Ouch)

Back of the dings, bro scout

Bro slap that slouch, get him sliced like pizza (Boom)

See 'em chattin', go north, go south

Bro pack that down, tryna find that beater (Aw, man)

Man slap that, see him crouch like Peter

Back wap that, give him rounds like FIFA (Ying)

Back slap that, give him pipe like shisha

Man tap that with the knife on either

(Graftz from the 5)

Yeah, man cover my face, M Huncho (Man cover that)

Man's been in these council flats

So I really feel like my name's M Huncho

Need more calm days, grew up on hard days

Won't take nuttin', I'll do man wrong (Take nuttin')

Sellin' that class A, I'm in that fast lane

And I got bad B's singin' my songs, LOL

She ain't even know what I'm on

Wait, who? Back it on who?

Greezo wan' ching and love whacking man (Man, I love it)

Two Speedos, you gon' swim if I back it on you

Amigo slapped him, so I slap man too (Man, what?)

I'm a voice of the street, no Radio Xtra

I couldn't cap like you (No way)

Nah, I swear that I couldn't chat like you

My young boy's like "I wanna trap like you" (Like you)

Highbury Estate, it's great not big

But who wanna come 'round these sides?

Hold on, broski, wait, who are these guys?

Inject that, watch him bop like Levi (LEETOTHEVI)

I take walks on the opp block

And I produce that shank if I see guys

It's whatever you like, like T.I

I'm on tag if I go jail, free I

Run from jakes

Bro's slidin' the A, but tag's got me stayin' at home

Throw a 5 or 2 in my zone

If you pop L's down, you ain't makin' it home

Bro back shanks out on the baitest of roads

I don't wanna be famous, I wanna lay low like yo

Cover my face, won't show

But they wanna see face, no way, just no

Run from jakes

Bro's slidin' the A, but tag's got me stayin' at home

Throw a 5 or 2 in my zone

If you pop L's down, you ain't makin' it home

Bro back shanks out on the baitest of roads

I don't wanna be famous, I wanna lay low like yo

Cover my face, won't show

But they wanna see face, no way, just no

(Blackflag, baby)

(Fiide Beats)

(Hilzz made this)

Written by: Bagzoverfame Riskey Greeze

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