1:18 - Low

Baby ain't even my type
I just fuck her with the lights down
I just might lower the price
You can get high every night now
Let me give you some advice
Never let them catch your guard down
Always gotta lay it right
Don't get seen by boys now
Get the shit from Puerto Rico
Might ship it all the way to Georgetown
Piano got the C notes
All my niggas free though
Never been locked down
Riding with the heat tho
Never been a zero
You can get crossed out
You not my amigo
Don't a hero
You might just get
And my price still low
And my bitch get low
Get out my face
Nigga aint no truce in this Im losing it
Gotta get a looser grip on my conscious
Probably help when dealing with these monsters
Walking around like I'm a zombie
You already know where you can find me
I been at the bottom you just stay there
You wont come out to play there
Need to look into daycare
Running laps on my sons think Im developing gray hair
Stoop kid left the stoop and got basted
I just took his shoes and his jacket
I might go study for my masters
After I fuck yo bitch on your mattress
And my price still low
And my bitch get low

Written by:
Jalantae Williams

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