Lyrics:
Yooo, I think I found it... I think I found it yo
Ooh she a Hitter
No more thorn in my side
No more splinter
She the one by my side
Sometimes I
and start a riot, ri-riot
Be a rebel
Bottles poppin' 'til we can't stand
We keep it rockin' 'til 6 AM
New York to London over to Japan
Turn it up,
on the low
I love my self too all the way up
I was awake when U was a caller
Used to this I keep it solo
Used to this I keep it solo in my lane I'm in my
Rockin' a Snow Beach watch your friends
Every homie ain't your homie
Just get your dough and keep
It on the low-key, for real
Learned from experience, I had
hop up in the drop we can cruise the block
And got a spot where them niggas don't go
On the low shorty pop 'dro
But she don't let guys know
By the time
got me on the low
I don't wanna vibe no more, Probably why this bitch, keep calling my phone
She got no time, she always on the road, She got me in
switch hoes)
I done seen my nigga chug a forty (Chug a forty)
Pop a bean now I'm finna get low (Finna get loaded, yah)
I done seen yo bitch, she suck me
drug that reminds me of you so
Everything looks sad
I got low
Oh yes I'm sure
I've been low
Yes I'm sure
I can stand to it
I can resist to it
I can stand
with booze, and choose to snooze, its just a wicked tool
Defusing trinkets cause we link it with infinite jewels
You know the rules and keep it
It's real, yo but still, yo, it's love here
And it's felt by anybody that come here
Out of towners take the train, plane and bus here
Must be
flat" (repeat 4x)
[A.G.]
Check it out yo, A.G. is living fat
In the mental, in other words can I get a soul clap?
Diggin' in the crates for something
flat" (repeat 4x)
[A.G.]
Check it out yo, A.G. is living fat
In the mental, in other words can I get a soul clap?
Diggin' in the crates for something
never knew
She don't ever post me up, she keep it silent
She keep it low key
Like she don't know me
She like her dope boys
So she adore me
Might get her
this her lowest point in life
Her livers failing doctor said so I'm scared tonight she'll prolly die
And I know how it feels I've been low keep it
Whatever it's JustMatt
Aye
Pull up at yo crib I'm drippin' like a snow cone
All these other gunnas actin' like they hit flow
Baby play it back finna
got dope boy
What you need, know we got it on the low boy
But no matter how much the money grow boy
Y'all know, I'ma always be a Broke Boy
Live your
Oooo oooo
First ya ride by slow
Oooo oooo
Keep ya crew on the low
Oooo oooo
Then we go in loco
Oooo oooo
cnd that's how you get the moneyango
Oooo
to be grateful for all that you have?
Imagine if In a flash it was all gone!
Step by step I’m tryna figure shit out
Really I’m just chillin cozy
Malcolm it's by any means
Do it for Martin cause he ain't get to live his dreams
So let's get it Kings and let's get it queens
Welcome to the vibe hops
a week
Mickey D's and she lovin' it (lovin' it), slap flip and I'm rubbin' it (rubbin' it)
Hot in here, need a oven mitt (over mitt), let her call me by
I'm bout it
Walk that line I'm a tight rope artist
People keep saying that I might fall off it
But I never worry bout that now darling
You could bring a friend if yo friend Hot FABBY
Bust it down low make it Tik Tok NASTY
Shawty fuck yo class be my damn Thot
Press against yo ass feel my
you
Don't wanna have to say it twice, baby I could never wife you
Drop a 6 in a crush, bro say that ain't enough
Pull off in some fast shit, leave yo
I'm living like hustlers and I'm checking galore
Yo, I have to give it up to the D.O.C.
A Ruthless brother who's down wit the KM.G
So all hail
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