On The Low (feat. KHALIL CBG & Kyyezer Soze)

Yeah, I don't even know what you're thinking about all the situations And I'm back now You know the gang, don't you ever forget it She giving me head, while she giving you headaches Dissecting the beat and I feel like a medic And I hold them racks down Sipping Hibiki, ain't mixed with no beverage Laughing at my jokes, had me feeling like Cedric Still shawty so fine, made me miss my exit But back to these rhymes, you know where we headed Flight from Atlanta, you know I'm in Texas Might slide down the Florida Miami or Destin But, sometimes the way you thinking is perplexing Still stuck in the past, gave you hundreds of presents I might spend on your block, you ignoring my message Thought we fit together like it was Tetris (Like it was Tetris) Still I'm so thrown I'm trying to figure out the pieces to reach these goals Know the hate gon' still unfold Always tripping bout my hoes But don't know that on the low On the low, yeah On the low, yeah Think you should know that I know what you did last summer Smoking and drinking, acting like someone else Thought that this shit was for life but the codeine's the only thing with the consistency I get the bread, count the cheddar and I keep it loaded in case he want any beef I got a whole lot of enemies I got a whole lot of hollow tips I got a whole lot of dick for these bitches She said that it's too much to swallow it I made that pussy cry I do not have time for sorrowing, cause I don't know what tomorrow is I'm the type to turn a whole turkey bag Into a bag of the breesh She the type to get a whole Birkin bag And still ride the one with the C's That is the reason I can't wife these hoes Perkys and Xannies inside of the nose I told her won't you come over Make you come over and over Mmmmm Making it dirty but nothing is dirty my soda If fucking bitches was a job I would've been reached the quota