Laid Back
Cassius Jay, MoneyMarc, Shy Glizzy
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Woah that boy Cassius Young Jefe, holmes woah, woah, woah Oh Rollin' down the street, smokin' OG And I'm pourin' up codeine, laid back With my mind on my money Ain't got these bitches on my mind Rollin' down the street, smokin' OG And we got them choppers on the seat Laid back if a nigga play with Jefe We gon' hit him thirty times With so much drama in the D dot-C It's kinda hard bein' that Nigga named Big Glizzy Yeah, I'm just tryna sell some records I done sold me some P's I done turned my city up It's time to give me the key I took a trip to LA, linked up with BH He told me All Money In and Then we poured up an eight I got a bitch out in the Bay, yeah And her name Shae She's a cutie with a booty She ain't got no waist This shit so fucked up Swear I can't wait to party I'm ridin' with them snipers all In my lil' Royal i been trappin' I been out this bitch since I been in diapers I make a lot of money just like Mekhi Phifer My shooters get to clapping They got assault rifles You're just rapping, you're just snapping You're not a real lifer I come through, I'm so icy, and your bitch Might swipe her I got a bad young bitch just like Tiger, woo Rollin' down the street, smokin' OG And I'm pourin' up codeine, laid back With my mind on my money Ain't got these bitches on my mind Rollin' down the street, smokin' OG And we got them choppers on the seat Laid back if a nigga play with Jefe We gon' hit him thirty times So much drama in East Atlanta We keep them hammers with red bandanas Some niggas, they trap at they grandma's Got drip just like I'm Cam'ron Tell your bitch just keep the camera on Got your ho, his ho, yeah, I'm coolin' 6-4, sick ho, yeah, I'm cruisin' If she go, she gon' make a movie Rollin' down the street, I'm on Gresham Road The trunk of the Buick got them loads Treat the bucket just like a 6-4 Passenger side, that's where the stick That's really where your freaky lil' bitch go Damn, 12 just pulled us over Tell my homeboy five a bogey Hope he don't ask to search 'cause We been ridin' and smokin' OG Take off fast, then do the dash We gettin' chased by the police I'm from the 6, be in the bricks, nigga Everybody know me Went from the curb, you can Get served, 'cause nigga, my trap Rollin' down the street, smokin' OG And I'm pourin' up codeine, laid back With my mind on my money Ain't got these bitches on my mind Rollin' down the street, smokin' OG And we got them choppers on the seat Laid back if a nigga play with Jefe We gon' hit him thirty times
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Written by: MONEY MARC, JOSHUA CROSS, MARQUIS AMONTE KING
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes
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