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Lay It Down
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Lay It Down was discovered most frequently at around 20 seconds into the song during the past week

Lyrics

[Intro]
I ain't gon' cap
Yeah (Ooh, Jayfree)
[Chorus]
When I run on stage, my chain start hittin' me in my face, so I'm finna take it off
Chicago weather cold, so she wear clothes, but she still takin' it off
My mama ain't gotta worry 'bout shit no more 'cause everything straight for now
They locked up bro, but it been so fuckin' long, I'm tryna break him out
Yeah, don't lust over hoes, I got a baby now, I pull up in the Maybach, wow
You ain't go up 'cause you didn't stay down, rich as fuck, but I'm by myself
Whole lotta guns and a big-ass house, every day, I get high and go lay back down
Fuckin' for hours off X, she thought I was done, nah, bitch, go lay back down
[Verse 1]
Uh, I made a million dollars, but I still don't feel like I made it out
I'm finally off probation, now I can finally travel
Shawty not my bitch, but I like her vibe, so she can stay for now
Remember tryin' to find new **** to rob, but we got paper now
Yeah, remember workin' jobs, now I'm the boss, this shit just came with time
You know damn well if I pick you up, bae, I'm tryna lay you down
Bro got a chop with a big-ass scope on the top, this bitch like eighty pounds
When I leave my crib, I'ma bring my gun, I bet I come back safe and sound
[Chorus]
When I run on stage, my chain start hittin' me in my face, so I'm finna take it off
Chicago weather cold, so she wear clothes, but she still takin' it off
My mama ain't gotta worry 'bout shit no more 'cause everything straight for now
They locked up bro, but it been so fuckin' long, I'm tryna break him out
Yeah, don't lust over hoes, I got a baby now, I pull up in the Maybach, wow
You ain't go up 'cause you didn't stay down, rich as fuck, but I'm by myself
Whole lotta guns and a big-ass house, every day, I get high and go lay back down
Fuckin' for hours off X, she thought I was done, nah, bitch, go lay back down
[Verse 2]
If you ain't check in, you ain't my round, tour only time I change my crowd
She wanna fuck 'cause I'm famous, wow, got this shit out the mud, they hatin', how?
We was the reason them Glocks started lettin' off loud, still came back safe and sound
You would think broski was probably from England, all the money he made with pounds
Coupe so low, gotta watch how I pull off or that bitch gon' scrape the ground
Earned my stripes and I ain't care what it cost, I'ma blow if they flagrant foul
Face shot with a Draco, shave his brows, Glock 45 my favorite cal'
Her ass so fat I became aroused, if she on her period, I'ma lay a towel
Abusing your heart can get so deadly, full clip, why my stick so heavy?
I know some dope boys rich off fetty, I had a white girl give me that Becky
I was young and bad with the shits already, dreamin' that I hit the licks off Belly
I had a Wesson up in my Pelle, got youngins obsessed to kill like Freddy
[Chorus]
When I run on stage, my chain start hittin' me in my face, so I'm finna take it off
Chicago weather cold, so she wear clothes, but she still takin' it off
My mama ain't gotta worry 'bout shit no more 'cause everything straight for now
They locked up bro, but it been so fuckin' long, I'm tryna break him out
Yeah, don't lust over hoes, I got a baby now, I pull up in the Maybach, wow
You ain't go up 'cause you didn't stay down, rich as fuck, but I'm by myself
Whole lotta guns and a big-ass house, every day, I get high and go lay back down
Fuckin' for hours off X, she thought I was done, nah, bitch, go lay back down
Written by: Felix Møller Katz, Jaylin Freeman, Mckenzie Haynes
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