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Trav & Don Q & Blac Youngsta — Layin Low (Осень 2017)

Текст песни: Layin Low (Осень 2017)

Layin Low Lyrics[Intro: Trav]
Yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah
Ayy

[Chorus: Trav]
I was layin' low from the suit and ties
They look for my gang for a homicide
Count a hundred thousand, nigga all in fives
This drug game left me traumatized
They said make that money, don't make a change up
Ayy, don't make a change up
They said make that money, don't make a change up
Ayy, don't make a change up
[Verse 1: Trav]
Still always dream, buyin' Rollies for the team
Chopper gun just shootin' shit
Pussy nigga on the boomings
I ain't breakin' no bread if he don't eat with us
In the trap with a strap with a street nigga
You ain't gettin' no money, you a flea nigga
Half a million in the trap, that's me nigga
I'm just gettin' ready for the suit and ties
He strapped, I'm strapped, that's do-or-die
Pussy niggas irritate me like fruit flies
Hood full, cool nigga, whole crew die
Niggas talkin' too much, I ain't into flexin'
Niggas pillow talking, I ain't into textin'
Pussy niggas on the internet
My niggas, we ain't into that
Same old nigga when I came in
On call, on money I'm chainin'
If a nigga move bricks in the payment
Slide on him with the jam shit
Slide on him, left the K with him
Wonderful fuck up your day shit
All of my niggas some made men
None of my niggas ain't changin', gang

[Chorus: Trav]
I was layin' low from the suit and ties
They look for my gang for a homicide
Count a hundred thousand, nigga all in fives
This drug game left me traumatized
They said make that money, don't make a change up
Ayy, don't make a change up
They said make that money, don't make a change up
Ayy, don't make a change up
[Verse 2: Don Q]
Don keep the tool with me, I got goons with me
And you know me, I never slip
My bitch from the honors, my weed come from Cali
And I got some diamonds from Elliot
I roll with the fellas and predicates
You was usin' that work, I was sellin' it
My body is full of that medicine
Baby bottle just to measure it
I got the lean, the lean, the lean, the drugs is makin' me naseous
I got the keys, the keys, the keys, the keys, I jump in the Rari, the doors lift
Please watch your step when the sauce drip
I came in the game with some boss shit
I came with some hustle niggas and a bunch of niggas I was runnin' in stores with (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Niggas can hate and they plot
But I know that they focused on takin' my spot
I'm just focused on makin' a lot
A week in the trap with a plate and a pot
My flow is just frightening
I bet all the rumors gon' call and recite it
In the trenches where no one's invited
I came a long way, gettin' law from indicted

[Chorus: Trav]
I was layin' low from the suit and ties (fuck nigga)
They look for my gang for a homicide (baow baow baow, brraow baow baow, baow baow)
Count a hundred thousand, nigga all in fives (lil bitch, lil bitch)
This drug game left me traumatized (rich nigga)
They said make that money, don't make a change up (fuck nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga)
Ayy, don't mak ea change up
They said make that money, don't make a change up (lil snot-nosed bitch, lil bitch, lil bitch)
Ayy, don't make a change up (rich nigga, rich nigga)
[Verse 3: Blac Youngsta]
It change you, and I gotta aim too
Took my hitters with me nigga, hear my killers came too
Took my Lam' to New York City, my Aston, Rari came too
You a bitch, I'm a soldier, I'm a big pistol toter
Hold up, wait, pause, slow down, slow down, wait a minute, we gotta shot
I got niggas in the penitentiary doin' a life sentence, free the whole crew, yeah
I'm in the dope boy powder, yeah, I'm in a dope boy Rari, yeah
I sold real narcotics, yeah, and I ain't tell nobody, yeah
I got my heater, I got my lil killers with me
And you know I gotta feed 'em
I got my feet up, I'm in the back of the Maybach
I got on turk in my peoples
Sellin' them rocks, yeah, I been posted on the block, yeah
I love my niggas, 'cause we all we got left

[Chorus: Trav]
I was layin' low from the suit and ties
They look for my gang for a homicide
Count a hundred thousand, nigga all in fives
This drug game left me traumatized
They said make that money, don't make a change up
Ayy, don't make a change up
They said make that money, don't make a change up
Ayy, don't make a change up