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letra de lately - stay flee get lizzy & clavish

[intro]
stay flee get lizzy
stay flee get lizzy

[verse]
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 n-gga 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 s-m-n, 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 fl!cky, 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 sh-t
if music pops down, that’s me doin’ cunch trips
my close friend thinks i’m a dumb sh-t
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 n-ggas
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 s-x a little kid
free my n-gga, i don’t even care what my n-gga 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 sh-t”
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
[outro]
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 n-gga 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 s-m-n, crazy

- stay flee get lizzy clavish

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