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Stay Flee Get Lizzy Stay Flee Get Lizzy You’re so lazy I live in her head for free and she still gives head to me Yeah, I drop a bag on his head It’s Fred, then he went to bed for cheap This money was meant for me (For me) I guess it was meant to be I’m sorry mummy, for all of the drugs and money That you wasn’t meant to see It’s meant to be what it’s meant to be On two fours like Xmas eve Don’t wanna talk so I kept it brief Don’t wanna walk so I jumped in the Porsche I lift down the door [?] Fred got morе on the way from kway So I’m traveling West from M15 Tеll them how it is, I don’t sell no dreams Bad bitch from the West Indies My left on freeze, yes indeed (Indeed) Yeah, me and my brothers are bad (Bad) Don’t run, get one in your back (Back) That’s a rocket, we come with the wap I get my pocket and stuff it with racks SongtexteI roll up the weed then stuff in the pack She rolls up her jeans then stuffs in the back They don’t trust me, I ain’t trusting them back Bust it at us and busting it back (Blam) All of my niggas are bussing the pack R.I.P. Billy and Muscle, and that Used to go OT, hustle the pack If I see feds then I’m shuffling back He lost his girl, don’t know what to do ’round me, you man should watch your boo Man can’t tell me they lost my food Like everything cool, that’s not the mood (Not the mood) These bricks get chopped in two (Two) These shotty’s get chopped and used Tell me, what’s to prove I done a lot, still lots to do She asked me why I take risks with a lot to lose That’s how a mobster moves I live in her head for free and she still gives head to me Yeah, I drop a bag on his head It’s Fred, then he went to bed for cheap This money was meant for me (For me) I guess it was meant to be I’m sorry mummy, for all of the drugs and money That you wasn’t meant to see It’s meant to be what it’s meant to be On two fours like Xmas eve Don’t wanna talk so I kept it brief Don’t wanna walk so I jumped in the Porsche I lift down the door [?] Fred got more on the way from kway So I’m traveling West from M15 Tell them how it is, I don’t sell no dreams Tell them how it is, I don’t sell no dreams I don’t sell drugs no more, my bro But I still say yo to the well known fiend I’m high profile but my girl lowkey She swing both ways, LGBT LMAO, I’m D-E-A-D You can come against me, my g, feel free But that wouldn’t be good for your self-esteem Put man in their place, now he don’t wanna chat no more Nah, he don’t wanna rap no more Talk is cheap, that’s all he can afford These sweets are raw, expensive corn Bando settings, reception’s poor In the crackhead’s kitchen, extension cord All I need is a charger, less is more Got a nank cah prevention is better than cure But I’m known in the country, I’ve never done tours I fuck with hoes but I never love whores Diamonds not from Sierra Leone These two fits cost me a pair of Diors He was up there but he ain’t there any more Snakes around, I’ma wear them all I’m a man of my own, I don’t care who you call (Haha, gang) I live in her head for free and she still gives head to me Yeah, I drop a bag on his head It’s Fred, then he went to bed for cheap This money was meant for me (For me) I guess it was meant to be I’m sorry mummy, for all of the drugs and money That you wasn’t meant to see It’s meant to be what it’s meant to be On two fours like Xmas eve Don’t wanna talk so I kept it brief Don’t wanna walk so I jumped in the Porsche I lift down the door [?] Fred got more on the way from kway So I’m traveling West from M15 Tell them how it is, I don’t sell no dreams Stay Flee Get Lizzy Stay Flee Get Lizzy Aus Songtexte Mania