All My niggas are chilled
Laid back
They Know imma get on the throne
Why you stealin my flow
Erase that
Ma nigga you where it f*ckin belongs
I don't wanna skrr
I hate that
Tell me who's jammin your songs
Leave em screamingll like, veno repeat that
Young nigga done came with the sauce
Hop on a beat
Obvious hit, ouch
Start movin outta ma seat
Came to your city came back with a bitch
Oops bitches
Now my name loud in your streets
420 Beemer, get high when we breathe
Aint no complaints,
I'm ready to bleed
Fight for my spot, aint no reason to stop
Die for this shit bruhh
I'm keeping it locked
Breaking down doors, no reason to lock
I turned 21, I go savage a lot
Shooters around me
Revolving a lot
Kill in your city
Get ready to flop
Ayyy yah
Flop
The shit that you droppin
We aint gonna cop
We smokin it loud
They callin the cops
Venomen - Laid Back Lyrics
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All My niggas are chilled
Laid back
They Know imma get on the throne
Why you stealin my flow
Erase that
Ma nigga you where it f*ckin belongs
I don't wanna skrr
I hate that
Tell me who's jammin your songs
Leave em screamingll like, veno repeat that
Young nigga done came with the sauce
Hop on a beat
Obvious hit, ouch
Start movin outta ma seat
Came to your city came back with a bitch
Oops bitches
Now my name loud in your streets
420 Beemer, get high when we breathe
Aint no complaints,
I'm ready to bleed
Fight for my spot, aint no reason to stop
Die for this shit bruhh
I'm keeping it locked
Breaking down doors, no reason to lock
I turned 21, I go savage a lot
Shooters around me
Revolving a lot
Kill in your city
Get ready to flop
Ayyy yah
Flop
The shit that you droppin
We aint gonna cop
We smokin it loud
They callin the cops
Laid back
They Know imma get on the throne
Why you stealin my flow
Erase that
Ma nigga you where it f*ckin belongs
I don't wanna skrr
I hate that
Tell me who's jammin your songs
Leave em screamingll like, veno repeat that
Young nigga done came with the sauce
Hop on a beat
Obvious hit, ouch
Start movin outta ma seat
Came to your city came back with a bitch
Oops bitches
Now my name loud in your streets
420 Beemer, get high when we breathe
Aint no complaints,
I'm ready to bleed
Fight for my spot, aint no reason to stop
Die for this shit bruhh
I'm keeping it locked
Breaking down doors, no reason to lock
I turned 21, I go savage a lot
Shooters around me
Revolving a lot
Kill in your city
Get ready to flop
Ayyy yah
Flop
The shit that you droppin
We aint gonna cop
We smokin it loud
They callin the cops
Writer: Howard Nemavhulani
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid