Lyrics
Aye, don't I kill shit?
Cos I like to
Now you dead my nigga
What I provide you
Oh you just lifted
I could slide through
On a cloud
My nimbus
Lemme remind you
Get down low
Get down low
Where you from really?
Who you is?
Whatchu heard
Whatchu know?
Like gimme that
Get down low
Get down low
Where you from really?
Who you is?
Whatchu heard
Whatchu know?
Like gimme that
I been holding back
Til I get it right
I ain't seen your ass
In a minute like
Pull up where you at
Get up in the ride
And I got a bit gas
Hit it with the light
Might give you that
Big love all the homies
Shout out if we brothers
You know if you family
You know if you other
If you with the come up
Keep it under covers
You know if you family
You know if you other
This that 2 am
The Windows down
and speakers clapping
This amazing in the back
That boy his gums is flapping
Everybody laughing
Homie we just wanna ride
But they probably thinking
That we doing homicides
Say, where that boy?
Now there's plenty shit that's poppin'
On the way
I make noise
You still Milly rocking
Hoppin on a wave
Where I'm playing?
I don't really know
Just hop up on the stage
Pass the aux
Then he blow it out the sunroof
When I spray!
Get down low
Get down low
Where you from really?
Who you is?
Whatchu heard
Whatchu know?
Like gimme that
(I don't care what we do
Long as I'm with my dawgs)
Get down low
Get down low
Where you from really?
Who you is?
Whatchu heard
Whatchu know?
Like gimme that
(I don't care what we do
Long as I'm with my dawgs)
Oh shit
I guess that's the motion
Round this bend
Damn she poking
Now slide that rear
Back in focus
And coast in
The locomotive
This ain't a 2 seater
You, me, the
Crew
we've seen a
Few
Red and blues
And I just blew green
But who seen us?
Something like Houdini
I'm in outer space
Psych bring it back
Tryna catch a case?
Might give you that
Sliding through their radars
Undetected
Memory erase
Like men in black
I got a new craving
For 2am's
That 2 face
Is lookin devious
I might deviate
Off a cool j
Like woah
He got plenty shit that's poppin
On the way
I make noise
Fill my homies wallets
While I'm saying grace
Yeah she thick
But I just skip
I hit McDonald's
For a shake
Pass the aux
Now its blow it out the window
When I say
Aye, don't I kill shit?
Cos I like to
Now you dead my nigga
What I provide you
Oh you just lifted
I could slide through
On a cloud
My nimbus
Lemme remind you
Get down low
Get down low
Where you from really?
Who you is?
Whatchu heard
Whatchu know?
Like gimme that
(I don't care what we do
Long as I'm with my dawgs)
I been holding back
Til I get it right
I ain't seen your ass
In a minute like
Pull up where you at
Get up in the ride
And i got a bit gas
Hit it with the light
Might give you that
(I don't care what we do
Long as I'm with my dawgs)
WRITERS
LIAM QUINN, JAKOB DELGADO, ETHAN KARPATHY, CHRISTOPHER JAMES LANZON, THOMAS JAMES WILLIAMS
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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