Lowkey
Kjo
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Low key drop another one real quick Low key pop another one real quick Low key spark another real quick Lowkey got a pound down real slick It's been 3 weeks since I got out of the business So many crimes I ain't even got a witness Haters can't see me homie I still got hit list Watch Karma f*ck em up Imma work on my fitness You know I keep it fresh like a baggie or zip lock Fuckin up these commas man I'm sellin out the thrift shop Chillin in the jungle i'm with kichi and flip flop Climbing up the ladder to the top homie hip hop I got more bars than the tadmor prison I don't want your money pay attention just listen Everything at my disposal I got that kinda Luxury The whole city puffin purp you know thats because of me Always chasing paper boi I'm all bout the paper boi Paper boi paper boi all bout that paper boi I got 5 strains of bud and 4 strains of shatter You waitin you a waiter you can serve me on a platter Camping like eureka on the joint im a camper She speak another language I can't even understand her (aye) Low key drop another one real quick Low key pop another one real quick Low key spark another real quick Lowkey got a pound down real slick I can make the world shake call me shake sphere When I smoke a doobie homie you can call me bake sphere A cow with no legs boy I call that ground beef Santa Cruz shedder boy you know I got that loud keef Used to suffer soap addiction I think I'm clean now Sober for a year but im tripping on that lean now Think I'm like a showel cause I'm ground breaking All these rappers fucking fake and these pussy niggas hatting I tried to catch a fog but I mist Hits from the bong that's certified bliss All about my business man that's classified shit Got a PHD in marijuana I'm certified bitch All my niggas windmills you my big fans Bitch hella fine yeah she suck me up like quick sand Under cooked meat boi that's a misteak 420 puns in my motherfuckin mixtape 25 letters but i don't know y If you got that line then your probably kinda high I wonder how the ball got bigger then hit me Started slinging dope when i was motherfucking sixteen Low key drop another one real quick Low key pop another one real quick Low key spark another real quick Lowkey got a pound down real slick All my homies wanna chill Rendezvous all my homies know the drill They ask me why I do it I just do it for the thrill Like these youngins every week popin pills cheap thrills Damn Yeah You know I do this shit for free Like smokin weed I'm bout to count up all my cheese I run the scene like Mr. Greene I got the key I keep it G Hit the chi I That super cream Yeah I get so fucking high but I'm tryna keep it lowkey Used to move quite a lotta bud by the oz People taking trash but they don't even know me Really they don't even know me I lost 2 pounds and it happened Talkin bout bud when rappin I'm 22 and trappin I get Pussy you be fappin Jack sparrow I'm the captain My Homie chidu be lapsin Vendor Be shippin no trcak ah Al these racks I be rackin woah I just pulled up at drops Boys they be fuckin with cops Like the be fuckin with props Munchies I go to the shop Munchies I go to the shop Homie be dropping the top Munchies i go to the shop (boom)
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