Stay Flee Get Lizzy, Clavish - Lately lyrics

Stay Flee Get Lizzy stay Flee Get Lizzy

I get lizzy and stay flee
I put in work on my paigons so they hate me
I legit don't give a toss if you rate me
My nigga ain't got a smartphone
So he's tossin' to Page 3
Lately, I been in my bag, not the Louis one
Lately, focused on the things that's
Really gon' pay me
Told her shut her mouth, she said, "Make me"
Now, look at her, suckin' out my semen, crazy
Lately, you been doin' things for the clout
That's shameful
Got chinged, ain't done a thing
That's painful got six months for a flicky
No stress for the drills
'Cah we got way more, so I'm grateful
Just robbed the box
Remember when I only had an 8 ball?
If rap don't work, the T will, I'll make sure
This flip, we never added nuttin'
So it's straight raw heard he runs it up
But I was in jail and made more
When you see the opps, you run away
You don't run shit if music pops down
That's me doin' cunch trips
My close friend thinks I'm a dumb shit
Signed a deal
Tryna make a phone do a front flip
From the 16, but I creep with the winners
BLM, but most of my paigons are niggas
I don't mind the gang
Lookin' at me for the dingers
Spent two on my coat
And I'm still bit chilly
But lately, I been outside with the gang
That's daily
Still in the trap with some slater, Stacey
Done this before, but you're slightly shaky
Robbers can't shake me, feds wanna cage me
I'll risk it for bro on the freeze
I got you for life
You'll just tell me what you need
I'm runnin' 'round town
Servin' hero' to the fiends
Amiri, that's why I got rips on my jeans
Listen, all you need is a
'rex and a little wrist
They say my name, but to me
That's just a little diss
Unless you raped a chick or
Tryna sex a little kid free my nigga
I don't even care what my nigga
Did or who he dipped
I cheffed a fiend 'cah he tried
Pipe it up in my whip said it's TT
But my nitties said "Your lizzy's shit"
Even with no VVS on me, I'm really lit
Even with no GPS on me, they're on the kid
30 on Louis, they know me in Louis
They know me when I'm uptown
They know me on the other side
The last time I chinged a boy
My face is what I didn't hide
Amiris and white Airs, more time
I didn't try
I been in the German car, sports mode
Lately, I don't want the fame
But I pree'd it, i'm famous
The hand ting slight new
The shotgun's ancient
Secure the bag, now, I ain't tryna be patient

I get lizzy and stay flee
I put in work on my paigons so they hate me
I legit don't give a toss if you rate me
My nigga ain't got a smartphone
So he's tossin' to Page 3
Lately, I been in my bag, not the Louis one
Lately, focused on the things that's
Really gon' pay me
Told her shut her mouth, she said, "Make me"
Now, look at her, suckin' out my semen, crazy