Luyện nghe bài hát Low

My low (my beat low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My beat low (my low)
My low (my bass low)
I ride low (I low)
Used to tell her you said, bro

Me, J, get too many hoes
Me, J, get too many flows
Clique ballin' out like the '98
Pull up in a million car and violate it
Fly to on Sunday, land in France on Monday
Faded at the fashion show, tryna a bitch off the runway
I ain't even pack no clothes, nothin' but in my suitcase
Laid her on the mic, menage my model and her roommate
And if I tip a bitch, we fuckin', it ain't no
It cost to be the boss, my n-gga you way your budget
Who you playin' with lil Your life won't cost me nothin'
Juicy J so presidential, don't make me press that

My low (my beat low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (my beat low)
My low (my bass low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
Low

I get a brick, you I get it for the, low
Her ass so fat, I told her it down, low
I do a verse, you my prices ain't, low
Lil, momma know I my kisses down low

Me, Nicki M, I got too wins
Pull up them V twins in my engine
All this ice all me like a penguin
I talkin' bowlin' but I'm with the kingpin
I pull up with a n-gga with a real big
That's just so good, man a bitch quit
I ain't ever have a that a bitch ain't rip
I'm fly every day but a bitch trippin'
You be on that bull, you be on Scott
I be pimp walkin', I'm
C's on my bag so they I'm crippin'
n-gga in here wanna know what I'm drinkin'
Myx Moscato,
I keep a with me just because I'm tired of niggas
I'm with some flawless girls, they're pretty and thick
Bust it open quick, put that pussy on his lips,

My beat low (my low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My beat low (my low)
My low (my bass low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
Low

I get a brick, you I get it for the, low
Her ass so fat, I her drop it down, low
I do a verse, you my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I my kisses down low

I'm Lil Bibby, Mr.
Mr.
Mr.
Young rich n-gga to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow
Tell a rap n-igga, "I'm not you"
frontin', boy, y'all not criminals
At the top, man talkin' 'bout killin' you
Got two 9's but not identical
I'll trait on my squad, nigga
Ball hard, nigga, I'm Michael Jordan, you Lebron,
In other words, you a fraud,
I'll pull your card,
I'm a young boss, I'm shit
me King Tut, all this gold on, I be blinged up
If they try to rob, got the tucked, you ain't seen nothin'
At the club, their jaws when I pull up in that Benz
30 Deep, 'bout 20 heats, stomp him out with my Timbs
I'm in here with my feet up
I told y'all that I'm to heat up
Man it's time to kill all weak stuff
Pull the up, watch me eat up

My beat low (my low)
My low (my bass low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (she go low)
My low (she go low)
I low (she go low)
She go low (she go low)
Low (yeah)

I get a brick, you I get it for the, low
Her ass so fat, I told her it down, low
I do a verse, you my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I my kisses down low