"Laid Back 2" lyrics
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Cio)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Ayy, it's funny how these niggas hate on me
When I got turnt and this shit went legit (legit), huh
The white people know that I'm rich (I did it), huh
All the young niggas know why I hit (I do that), huh
The old niggas know why I blitz (bitch), huh
The bad bitches know that I'm turnt (yee), huh
My people them know that I got 'em (yee), huh
Now they ain't hear me out, nothin' new was earned (aye)
Ayy, the same niggas I gave a hand out (hand out)
Tryna act like they really wanna wack me (huh?)
Ayy, put the bag on 'em, don't put it past me (pew, pew)
Got revolvers in here like a track meet (yee)
I came runnin' and runnin' and runnin'
I ran laps around all these niggas with black feet (I'm runnin')
Ayy, now I'm up, all these niggas want at me
Foot's high, bump down on 'em like acne (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Ayy, in the mix of me gettin' all my cake up (whoa)
I got red on my hands like picante (yee)
Ayy, niggas slept on the quincho for too long (too long)
Tired of woke niggas up like a latte (I did that)
Ayy, my LeBron done be drummin', be drummin', be drummin', be drummin'
They feel like DeAndre, got a black BP in the driveway (ayy)
From the projects right to the Broadway (ayy)
Now if you don't fuck with my patna, then don't fuck with me
Gotta keep it lowkey 'cause I'm still in the streets (still in the streets)
Get a boat for the cheap if you score it for me
Niggas know what we on, I ain't never gon' speak (ayy)
Niggas really police, I won't speak on the peep
I just smoke the OZ, that's your bro in the leaf (ooh)
I just do what I do, I don't know 'bout a beef
In the four with my bro at the store with that heat (I'm in the four)
Turnt up, I told my patna, 'Come on'
I got my ho steady high in the come on
Meet my people like Pumba and Timon
He put a hole in his trumpet, trombone
I got a ten from my back and it come folded
We run 'em down, we reloaded and unloaded
Bro with a white country nigga like, 'Hulk Hogan'
And she lit me fur from the bed, let me cum on it
Lil' bro gon' pop at a opp and I condone it
I'm tryna find a thick ho to go hump on it
I bought a Prezzy Rolex like it's Trump on it
Talk about plays every day, I'ma jump on it
My front right and left pocket got hunks on it
It got the mugs on it, I better buck on it
Told my lil' bro if he rap, I'ma promote it
I'ma keep goin' 'til he move and get it on me
We back in the city with no smell (no smell)
Lot of bitch niggas bitin' my coat tail (ayy)
I'ma stay on both feet like some toenails (damn)
2:23 long is a doorbell (phew, phew, phew)
And my lil' bro in the trap don't need no scale (don't need that)
'Cause he get it, he flip it, he wholesale (dig that)
These niggas go to their can and get no mail (stay down)
Ayy, I'ma pro at this shit, I done pro-veiled (yee)
Okay, I'm laid back on my own time (okay, okay)
Young niggas with me right now
They'll send this bitch up if it go down
He tried to play in this ho and got clotheslined (okay)
I don't want your lil' ho, why you want mine? (Okay, okay)
Ayy, brought her Celine, I done took this ho shoppin'
She say, 'Boy, you're so kind'
I'm tryna fuck, I ain't tryna waste no time (I ain't doin' that)
I got your ho goin' stupid for Q
She wanna fuck, watch a movie or two (ooh)
Ayy, if she ain't got a ride, she'll Uber to you
I be clutchin' some shit, Call of Duty'll do (do that)
A couple ratchet black bitches, I flew me a few
Split the bag with the plug, he done threw me a few
My life a movie, that too be a shoot
Quick to roll on a nigga like sushi'll do (ooh, let's go)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, let's go
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, let's go
Uh, uh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, let's go
Uh, uh, let's go, uh, uh, uh, let's do that
(Cio)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Ayy, it's funny how these niggas hate on me
When I got turnt and this shit went legit (legit), huh
The white people know that I'm rich (I did it), huh
All the young niggas know why I hit (I do that), huh
The old niggas know why I blitz (bitch), huh
The bad bitches know that I'm turnt (yee), huh
My people them know that I got 'em (yee), huh
Now they ain't hear me out, nothin' new was earned (aye)
Ayy, the same niggas I gave a hand out (hand out)
Tryna act like they really wanna wack me (huh?)
Ayy, put the bag on 'em, don't put it past me (pew, pew)
Got revolvers in here like a track meet (yee)
I came runnin' and runnin' and runnin'
I ran laps around all these niggas with black feet (I'm runnin')
Ayy, now I'm up, all these niggas want at me
Foot's high, bump down on 'em like acne (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Ayy, in the mix of me gettin' all my cake up (whoa)
I got red on my hands like picante (yee)
Ayy, niggas slept on the quincho for too long (too long)
Tired of woke niggas up like a latte (I did that)
Ayy, my LeBron done be drummin', be drummin', be drummin', be drummin'
They feel like DeAndre, got a black BP in the driveway (ayy)
From the projects right to the Broadway (ayy)
Now if you don't fuck with my patna, then don't fuck with me
Gotta keep it lowkey 'cause I'm still in the streets (still in the streets)
Get a boat for the cheap if you score it for me
Niggas know what we on, I ain't never gon' speak (ayy)
Niggas really police, I won't speak on the peep
I just smoke the OZ, that's your bro in the leaf (ooh)
I just do what I do, I don't know 'bout a beef
In the four with my bro at the store with that heat (I'm in the four)
Turnt up, I told my patna, 'Come on'
I got my ho steady high in the come on
Meet my people like Pumba and Timon
He put a hole in his trumpet, trombone
I got a ten from my back and it come folded
We run 'em down, we reloaded and unloaded
Bro with a white country nigga like, 'Hulk Hogan'
And she lit me fur from the bed, let me cum on it
Lil' bro gon' pop at a opp and I condone it
I'm tryna find a thick ho to go hump on it
I bought a Prezzy Rolex like it's Trump on it
Talk about plays every day, I'ma jump on it
My front right and left pocket got hunks on it
It got the mugs on it, I better buck on it
Told my lil' bro if he rap, I'ma promote it
I'ma keep goin' 'til he move and get it on me
We back in the city with no smell (no smell)
Lot of bitch niggas bitin' my coat tail (ayy)
I'ma stay on both feet like some toenails (damn)
2:23 long is a doorbell (phew, phew, phew)
And my lil' bro in the trap don't need no scale (don't need that)
'Cause he get it, he flip it, he wholesale (dig that)
These niggas go to their can and get no mail (stay down)
Ayy, I'ma pro at this shit, I done pro-veiled (yee)
Okay, I'm laid back on my own time (okay, okay)
Young niggas with me right now
They'll send this bitch up if it go down
He tried to play in this ho and got clotheslined (okay)
I don't want your lil' ho, why you want mine? (Okay, okay)
Ayy, brought her Celine, I done took this ho shoppin'
She say, 'Boy, you're so kind'
I'm tryna fuck, I ain't tryna waste no time (I ain't doin' that)
I got your ho goin' stupid for Q
She wanna fuck, watch a movie or two (ooh)
Ayy, if she ain't got a ride, she'll Uber to you
I be clutchin' some shit, Call of Duty'll do (do that)
A couple ratchet black bitches, I flew me a few
Split the bag with the plug, he done threw me a few
My life a movie, that too be a shoot
Quick to roll on a nigga like sushi'll do (ooh, let's go)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, let's go
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, let's go
Uh, uh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, let's go
Uh, uh, let's go, uh, uh, uh, let's do that
