Lyrics:
go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Ha hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
I already spit it to the rhythm of the piano
So now I gotta give
ass for me
Everybody wanna hustle and flow
Just know that you better
Dance with me
If you don't got dough oh well
Then drop it low, and
Yeah. So uhh
tha blunt, steady trippin',
Sippin' on the concoction,
With tha gun cocktin'
Drum knockin', gotta get off
Bitches and killas in the front watchin'
(Huh)
(Yuh)
(Yuh)
Uh realer 忍者s moving on the low (Uh)
Keep them on the go (Uh)
Came out 京都 (Yuh)
Post in 兵庫 (Huh)
Roll like スシロー (Huh)
While they
scream It's a hillbilly hoedown
We gettin becky buck wild tonight
Moonshine by the fire tonight
Hey hey
You know the wolf so you know its time
Lookin like
I been moving real low key
Tryna fulfill my dreams
Cuz ain't nobody give a nigga nothin
So I been in the field OD
I been moving real low key
Tryna
down with drums and sticks and I'm hitting shit
When I was a kid I didn't have shit
I fell in love with instruments
I play with drums and sticks
Hey, nigga, can I lay low, cook some yay-yo?
Hollar "one-time," when I say so
Don't want to go to the pen, I'm hittin' fences
Narcs on a nigga back,
as soon as I pick up the mic and begin, and the lyrics just start
To flowing, ahem-ahem, coughing couldn't stop me from going
On with the rapture, so
All over her fucking buns
I-I-I got myself a switch
And it came with 50 drums
One shot and you know
That yo ass is done
She said she loved me at first
The first nigga that I saw, hit him in the jaw
Ren started stompin' him, and so did E
By that time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we don't quit
hijackings?
Soul rides by a vehicle
Low drive by a signal
Saw Christ by a miracle
Aren't just flaws
Unjust laws? It's just floors
A thugs' cause
It's like
pass my by
That's why I stay oh so high
One blunt
Two blunts
Three blunts
Four
Never stop, Never slow my roll
Times so fast, always pass my by
That's why
Flight from Milan to Paris was a blur
Iconic fit made by a black girl on Tik Tok
Diamonds shining real bright, some big rocks
Rick Owens platforms I got
Forty individuals
Keep it on the low? Keep it on the low, aiiight
Yo, yo, yo, uh, uh, uh, word up
Yo with your departure let's start
Gotta duck low 'cause the feds on us
Let her catch me, that's a big bonus
And be saucin' like Rick Owens
And I sell white, no Nick Jonas
Like we don't
a house call bitch
Murder is all on my mind
So I grab my plastic nine
I'm foister on the low-low where my soul sent me
Some shit now look deep into my
'Cause y'all pawns tryna pose as kings
They got me feelin' like when 50 brought Buck out
Young country nigga finna buck out
I'm tryna see the O's just like
Covered up all black with them drums
And just go dumb
I'm on that level so nigga stop tweaking
I'm toating some shit that'll stop you from speaking
With
it a buck 50
Got trap jumpin', this shit don't stop
I jump in my bag and I put it on lock
I got a box on the Glock
So whenever I - Brrt, that bitch
Small Cash, It All Hit The Stash
Fast Bucks, Slow Bucks, It All Adds Up
Don’t Get Caught Up By Them Jack Boys Playing Tuff
Cause These Fools Selfish, They
the timing
But the time flies by so quick
I can't even keep my eyes closed
I'm lonely
But my hearts so cold that's why
I keep it on the down low
You don't know
a prick, attitude matches wardrobe, uglier then sin
This is Bed Stuy 82'
9th floor three tiny rooms one view
Buck-town, Roosevelt house
They green
love is used as a guide by the civilized
Some see it as the body heat you feel when you close your eyes
That's so much of a lie, you can leave your
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