L&F - Stay Down lyrics

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L&F - Stay Down lyrics

[Intro] Yeah This is that- Uh huh, where the money? Uh huh, what, what [Hook x2] My whole squad in this b**h And they gon' stay there the whole night I mix that sh** with champagne Been waitin' on that sh** my whole life Forever me and my dawgs Yeah, n***a, you know right Yeah, yeah, you know right Yeah, yeah, you know right [Refrain] And they always stay down, down, down, down Down, down, down, down, down, down This for my dawgs, for my dawgs, man, that always stay Down, down, down, down, down, down, down Weed, money, liquor I'mma drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown [Verse 1] Okay, I ain't that f**ed up, but I'm halfway We came a long way from the alley Bad, bad, bad b**hes they dressed up Like it's the NBA draft day And I bet and I bet that she ain't gon' be that late For a young, s**y face like me A young, young, young, s**y face like me She like girls if she don't like me And if you do then I do girl, I see ya, I see ya The way that you pose I might have to IG ya Sexy young thing, I might have to ID her Ooh, damn I got some ideas We could f** up the couch in the club like it came from Ikea Goin' so hard the whole night is a blur Older women be like, "damn, you mature" I say you the one, but goddamn I got nerve [Hook x2 + Refrain] [Verse 2] Okay, I sip the kamikaze while I bend the body And I whip the Maserati like I'm Ricky Bobby I be mobbin', I be mobbin' like I'm Gotti I might even speak Italian 50 women in the room like we ain't even got a lobby I be wildin' like I never had a daddy And the titties paparazzi, they be flashin', god damnit I'm a hottie Got her friends tryna f** me and her man's tryna rob me And she won't leave me alone, I tell the trick to get a hobby I ain't even gonna lie, I got a million dollar chick With a billion dollar p**y Every time I cum, I swear to God I feel like I be rich Yeah, tryna get that hotel money But you know them crackers ain't gonna let you get the Ritz They ain't gonna let you get the fountain in the front with the fist They gonna give you courtside at the Clips But never ownership, they ain't on that donor sh** Well, f** giving it to me, I'mma take that sh** Forget crackin' the code, I'mma break that sh** I'mma calamari steak that sh** And cop so much ice, me and my dogs gonna skate that sh** b**h do it so big you can't escape that sh** Hoes tryna have my baby just to Ricki Lake that sh** I hate that sh** Girls handing me their heart, how could I not break that sh**? [Hook + Refrain]