Never gonna love no broke ass bitch, woah Mustard on the beat, ho! Ridin 'round, out of bounds, 40 cal, 30 rounds You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing Started to lose friends when they notice you winning They see that we winning Started to lose friends when they notice you winning They see that we winning Came to get money pat on my back cause I did it I pull up in foreign blowing smoke through the ceiling You make it from nothing such a wonderful feeling My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing My cars go fast, my pockets is fat I take your bitch and we go shopping at Sachs I'm a popular mack, never stop for them rats Flipped a lot of them racks while I fuck with this rap Nigga hustling back so they stuck in the set Playing Russian Roulette, me I'm puffing the best I'm a fucking exec, money, power, respect All my weapons is fresh, on the west I'm a rep I'm the fucking connect, I could cut you a check I could put you in the game and let you hustle the rest I got a lust for success, you know it come with the stress So we party every night, what the fuck you expect? Ridin 'round, out of bounds, 40 cal, 30 rounds You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing Started to lose friends when they notice you winning They see that we winning Started to lose friends when they notice you winning They see that we winning Never gon' love no broke ass bitch Never one broke bitch gone change me Mister Right Back, back and she pays me Whip the ghost like I'm bringing back slavery Mister LA I just caught a lick Dug it out the mud like a forklift I'm with some balling ass bloods, some cold crips Don't get dragged out the club like a coat, bitch I turn LA into Antarctica The nigga switched on me it's like an audible Dodging the feds it ain't affordable My pull up game came with a urinal Extendo for certain Forties with the thirties like it's Harlems on Vernon Man 'cause niggas up in LA barbies Rappers want me get some help and sell their merch Ridin 'round, out of bounds, 40 cal, 30 rounds You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing Started to lose friends when they notice you winning They see that we winning Started to lose friends when they notice you winning They see that we winning

Ay, ay DJ Swish Respect the Juve Day one and next move Now fuck the silencer, I'm shootin' through the pillows And if the door locked, I'm jumpin' through the window I might be wrong but I ain't tryna work a 9 to 5 So if I gotta sell these pills, I'ma sell 'em high Go get your business straight or renovate a condo Ratchet bitches whippin' chicken like a Roscoe Niggas face tatted like Baby, Bomb and Bosco And my city, niggas judgin' for what you got on I'm well known from Atlanta past Figg though Me, TeeCee4800, Mustard gettin' rich though Lemmie lams gettin' money like what they hittin' for Follow code, gotta value morals and principle Niggas actin' like they're pimps but they pay the bitch Some of us ain't in the position that we say we in In one year I done moved in three different residence I fell asleep and woke up in a new Mercedes Benz Niggas wanna shine with me But they won't do the time with me Snitches throw they time to me That's why I always ride lowkey I don't want a dime on me Snitches throw they time to me That's why I always ride lowkey I gotta keep the fire on me I'm ridin' dirty on the L-O 'Cause the judge givin' niggas body parts, elbows So I paid 15 hundred for my stash spot This janky dude, if you fuck with it, it'll pop out Ooh, I got a strike and a felony But the homie ridin' with me say his record clean So you would take this case is what you tellin' me Oooh, you better not tell on me You went to jail for a nickel, came home too quick And you wonder why your homeboys never wanna tell you shit But we wasn't too sure so the homies still let him lurk 'Till niggas saw that paperwork Told the DA, he was just drivin', he plotted, he did it He even threatened to fuck me up if I wasn't with it Now it's all bad in the hood and he can't come around Conversation's like somethin', somethin', somethin', gun that nigga down Niggas wanna shine with me But they won't do the time with me Snitches throw they time to me That's why I always ride lowkey I don't want a dime on me Snitches throw they time to me That's why I always ride lowkey I gotta keep the fire on me I made it through my situation and I stayed down For niggas runnin' it's nothing much you can say now I'm so accustomed to sucka' niggas that hate now I pokerface and then touch 'em, my niggas play foul It ain't no rules 'cause these niggas threw the rules away If I could pick a place and time I would choose today See I'm the type of nigga die for his jewelry Gang related homicide is what the news will say Playing with my reputation ain't amusing me Playing with a nigga patience who are you to say? Short temper, fuck it, I'ma blow a fuse today And when I lose my mind I'ma shoot a face I seen 'em get away with murder 'cause he knew the way Killed a nigga, went to trial, then he beat the case So what type of example do it set, nigga? Play with mine, you can fuckin' get wet nigga Yes, nigga Niggas wanna shine with me But they won't do the time with me Snitches throw they time to me That's why I always ride lowkey I don't want a dime on me Snitches throw they time to me That's why I always ride lowkey I gotta keep the fire on me Gotta keep the fire on me In case they wanna ride on me Why they wanna dime on me? Same nigga be mad they ain't shining with me Day one, nigga we A1 Pushaz Ink, nigga we A1 Real ass nigga from day one Day one might spray somethin' Niggas wanna shine with me But they won't do the time with me Snitches throw they time to me That's why I always ride lowkey I don't want a dime on me Snitches throw they time to me That's why I always ride lowkey I gotta keep the fire on me

100 bottles in the club for no reason Niggas start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' 100 bottles in the club for no reason Niggas start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' 100 bottles in the club for no reason 100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club for no reason Niggas start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' I'm in that (?) smokin' like a Marley (?) so loud soundin' like a Harley (?) in my hand but it ain't a phony Nobody get shot then it ain't a party Versace on my feet, Versace on my belt I'm at the road dealer, I don't need help And the shit that I'm packin' make the seat melt (?) ridin' shotgun on the seatbelt My doors open up backwards, no way No use talkin' like you still fuck with Jose (?) got some bad bitches fuckin' with my Fungsway So much rose gold, got thorns on it Half a million dollar car for no reason And we keep the clubs full like the Four Seasons I'mma ball on you niggas, I'm takin' all of they bitches Now they see they can't be us, try to fly with us nigga No facade my nigga, I'm zero tolerance nigga Over two things, my folks and economy nigga Niggas gotta be kiddin', don't ever challenge me nigga Got a fucked up ass temper, I'd prolly kill 'em And I ain't the one to start it but I'd prolly finish If I don't send him to the grave then it's probably the dentist Look ya'll niggas should prolly listen All I'm speakin' is real shit, I should start a religion Ya'll lookin' like ya'll all on your feelin's When you see us in the club, all these bottles and bitches Fuck it, I got money for the case, I got money for the ace I got money for an eighth, I got money in the safe 'Bout to pull it out and drop money on the (?) They call me R motherfucker If you with your broad you should cuff her I saw my momma I'mma need three feet Cause these bitches want pictures, niggas want somethin' free Still got a lil raw in my draws lowkey Slow poke, Joe Clark, nigga lean on me Crushin' only codeine, I be flirtin' with the fuego 100 bottles, can't even see the table Dope fiend, a nigga screamin' out the label Put you on the set or I can put you on the payroll Hanging off the roof like what's up with that bitch Suckin' me and niggas (?), you in love with that bitch Niggas die for a lick, shots till we equal I made it out the sand but it's still (?) Pedro I'm (?)

Lowkey ChopsquadDJ on the beat so it's bangin' She wanna be lowkey, she wanna be low (keep it low) She wanna be lowkey, she wanna be low (keep it lowkey) She just wanna fuck and keep it low (keep it lowkey) That's my lowkey bitch, we be low (keep it lowkey) She wanna be lowkey, I'ma keep her low (keep it lowkey) She wanna be lowkey, I'ma keep her low (keep it lowkey) She just wanna fuck and keep it low (keep it lowkey) That's my lowkey bitch, we be low (keep it lowkey) Ch-ch-ch-ch-chopsquad Bitch I'm 'bout to pull up, unlock the door (unlock the door) Lil bitch how you know that robe was goin' to turn me on? Earlier why you keep blowin' up my phone? When you know I got a bitch, hoe don't do that shit no more, aye Want you to throw it back, I may hit record Let me find out you do that like you see on porn Why you ride this dick good like it's yours? If you got paid for your ass you'd probably be on Forbes Hol' up, what you a pro at? Tell me: show it! My bitch find out she gon' be so mad, she gon' beat your ass Matter of fact, I might not go back, on God I'm stalkin' you, I think I just rode past your job She wanna be lowkey, she wanna be low (keep it low) She wanna be lowkey, she wanna be low (keep it lowkey) She just wanna fuck and keep it low (keep it lowkey) That's my lowkey bitch, we be low (keep it lowkey) She wanna be lowkey, I'ma keep her low (keep it lowkey) She wanna be lowkey, I'ma keep her low (keep it lowkey) She just wanna fuck and keep it low (keep it lowkey) That's my lowkey bitch, we be low (keep it lowkey) Everytime she call my phone, I say, "I know" (I know) But I know who it is and what they callin' for? When I'm around my bitch I answer like, "What up lil bro?" Got to turn my volume down so she can't hear that it's a hoe She find out, I'm gon' be like I want you both (I want you both) All the couple' that we know they say we 'goals' (they say we 'goals') Last time we fucked her sister was at home (was at home) But she was in there screamin' like we alone Hey came a long way from a DM, play a role like I wanted to be friends Found out she wet enough to make me sweat, Keep it lowkey bitch, we a secret She wanna be lowkey, she wanna be low (keep it low) She wanna be lowkey, she wanna be low (keep it lowkey) She just wanna fuck and keep it low (keep it lowkey) That's my lowkey bitch, we be low (keep it lowkey) She wanna be lowkey, I'ma keep her low (keep it lowkey) She wanna be lowkey, I'ma keep her low (keep it lowkey) She just wanna fuck and keep it low (keep it lowkey) That's my lowkey bitch, we be low (keep it lowkey)

This boy got a hit I just want you hear me when I pull up, skrr Have a conversation, don't wanna see you hurt You ain't settle for him 'cause you know your worth Got it from the mud I got it out the dirt These bitches tell you anything to get into your pocket These bitches fucking with me 'cause they know I'm all vibes Pull up in the i8 and these bitches start droppin' She wanna go to my place had these bitches' jaw droppin' See I got tell my feelings gotta tell the truth You could be for these bitches they won't be for you I had a down bitch I ain't know what to do I had to chase this rap shit and go get the loot And I don't mean that I don't give the world to my bitch I know she was down so she deserve to be rich Shawty I'ma go and get you Birkin bags That Rolls Royce you can be the first to have it If I see it, I'm a grab it Take you to Atlanta we gon' flood out Magic You not by my side shawty I can't imagine You make me choosin' you but you know rap my passion I ain't tryna play you this not On Demand Tryna run that check up tryna get them bands That bitch is my fan I am not your man I don't know these bitches they just want my sand Blow up twenty piece 'cause I know I can Put it on a ring so I can ask your hand I'm just tryna blow up while I'm on tour So I can have the flowers hoppin' out that Benz Look at you it's lookin' the mirror Bought you Cartier's now you seeing clearer I bought that new Ferrari we gon' take to dinner Come fuck with double R, we some fucking winners Get your best friend, I call Chris he can tag team along Talkin' 'bout my feelings I ain't tryna brag too long I'm just tryna tell you that I'm all yours Shopping bags, we can have a car full Slide down the window while I pull up Backwoods had the windows rolled up Just make sure that you never ever use me 'Cause I can never fuck with none these groupies Your friend tryna tell you that I ain't a right nigga Don't listen to 'em they tryna have no life with ya Just hang 'em up don't let them break the frame on my picture They fuck the same niggas these bitches won't ride with you See I'm just tryna tell you how I feel inside Turn this music on when you ain't feeling right Turn on Roddy Ricch when niggas tryna vibe I'm in your mind, I'm in your mind Ayy, I'm in your mind Ayy, ayy, tell 'em I'm in your mind Ayy, shawty do you mind Can I just vibe? Ayy, yeah Ayy, don't break the frame on my picture Hey these bitches they won't ride with you Tryna take you to the sky, ride with me Hey, baby I just wanna take you high Fly with me, ayy Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, hey, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, hey This boy got a hit

Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show Shawty gon' call a nigga "Your highness", 'cause we fuck on the low And I get about 12 for a key If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king My niggas ridin' with Berettas, fuck a sting You know I'm poppin' every little team Got a lot of D, got a lot of hundreds Go to buy the bitch with a lot of money You know Bird loungin' by the pool You know Donbo comin' with the woo I think Keefa just bought some new sneakers Five-thousand, them bitches brand-new I was ridin' on the jet' with lil Setty He my lil' bro, but that nigga heavy I spent 25 thou' on her titties They took her ass fat right out her belly I want some diamonds, I want some baguetties Eliantte callin' every time I'm ready Off a couple bars, I don't need a medic If I did it, then I meant it and I said it Dwayne Wade, I kept the heat Say she a squirter, it got wet on the seat I got a burden like a man in a meet Feel like I buy another safe every week Fivio said she a wetty I was sittin' at the trap house, whippin' shit out the crocker like Betty All a nigga need 'bout ten racks He'll pop you if you pop a 30 My lil' nigga do dirty He just need the lil' wordie Give a fuck 'bout the verdict Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show Shawty gon' call a nigga "Your highness", 'cause we fuck on the low And I get about 12 for a key If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king My niggas ridin' with Berettas, fuck a sting You know I'm poppin' every little team Got a lot of D, got a lot of hundreds Go to buy the bitch with a lot of money Ayy, if I got the time, fuck her like a menace Open up her tonsils like she at the dentist Writin' checks, had to work on my penmanship What you got, I spent more on my fit, I spent more on my bitch 20 bitches on top of the Ritz Got the store, you should cop you some kicks We gettin' money hooray, hooray, hooray Havin' dodey on dodey, ain't talkin' no stimulus We went to war for this shit When you stackin' up paper on paper on paper You gon' need some more of this shit Livin' prototype they gon' copy a nigga I done spent some Ms on my property, nigga Got rich off "The Box" how I box me a nigga Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show Shawty gon' call a nigga "Your highness", 'cause we fuck on the low And I get about 12 for a key If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king My niggas ridin' with Berettas, fuck a sting You know I'm poppin' every little team Got a lot of D, got a lot of hundreds Go to buy the bitch with a lot of money

She said she wanna ride in a coupe So I might pour a five or a deuce, ay Might pour five or a deuce, yeah She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ay Listen, baby, I play my moves with you maybe Listen, baby, you know how I'm livin', baby Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone Black bands, I forgot to turn the lights on Me and my niggas rollin' in the eight-six On some player shit, but yeah, I keep that TEC, bitch I want a hundred bands on a necklace So I get a hundred bands on my necklace 20K on Instagram so, bitch, you think you poppin'? Chase a bag, won't chase a bitch, 'cause broke shit ain't a option I was kickin' in doors, I was really flockin' Know some niggas down bad, know some niggas locked in That's why I keep that double cup poured up That Rollie on my wrist, you know it's frozed up She want a rich nigga, so she chose us See LA 250 how I roll up She said she wanna ride in a coupe So I might pour a five or a deuce, ay Might pour five or a deuce, yeah She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ay Listen, baby, I play my moves with you maybe Listen, baby, you know how I'm livin', baby Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone Black bands, I forgot to turn the lights on My Cuban Diddy Boppin' My Rollie Milly Rockin' It's Ace bottles, if I got it then my niggas got it And we was down bad, now my niggas really shoppin' We cop Birk' bags, 'Lenciaga, Cargan dollars That bitch gon' fuck with niggas 'cause she know I'm ballin' She hit my iPhone, told that bitch stop callin' I clicked on her, told the money, "Bitch, I'm all in" You couldn't dig me, if you did then you would fall in She said she wanna ride in a coupe So I might pour a five or a deuce, ay Might pour five or a deuce, yeah She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ay Listen, baby, I play my moves with you maybe Listen, baby, you know how I'm livin', baby Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone Black bands, I forgot to turn the lights on