ON THE LOW

ON THE LOW Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Thirty M's in the bank, for sure (Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) But you would never know, I act broke (Act broke) Yeah, I'm tryna hit, for sure (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) But, baby, gotta keep it on the low (On the low) I be dressin' like I model for the Vogue (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Never tell 'em where I got the clothes (Nigga, no) Gang snuck in this bitch with a pole (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) But you would never know, it's on the low (On the low) Spss-pss, ah-ah, ayy-ayy-ayy Small ass, but she pretty in the face (In the face) Ayy, I'm tryna to take you on a date (On a date) To the crib, it's four blocks away (Blocks away) Black men don't cheat, I'm creepin' Tell nobody 'bout me, I'm a secret On a trip, you should get treated (Ayy, ayy, ayy) That pu*** Fiji, bae, I'll drink it (Ayy, ayy) That pu*** bad as f***, hit it like I'm mad as f*** Shawty wanna eat my dick 'cause I'm tatted up ('Cause I'm tatted up) She a scavenger, YG can handle her Put her ass on OnlyFans, YG a manager I got bankrolls, I hate stank hoes (Stank hoes) Comin' to pick you up, don't take long (Don't take long) I just fought a case with them pesos It was cool 'til trial, then, boom, case closed Thirty M's in the bank, for sure (Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) But you would never know, I act broke (Act broke) Yeah, I'm tryna hit, for sure (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) But, baby, gotta keep it on the low (On the low) I be dressin' like I model for the Vogue (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Never tell 'em where I got the clothes (Nigga, no) Gang snuck in this bitch with a pole (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) But you would never know, it's on the low (On the low) Back that shit up (Back it up) Back that shit up (Back it up) Back that shit up (Back it up) Back that shit up (Back it up) Fuck that, I can't even whisper I like games, we could play chess or naked Twister I will bust out your guts like a chocolate Swisher (Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha, ha) Come now, don't shave cats, I like the whiskers I meow on that bitch, never foul on that bitch She the tourist the way she go to town on that dick Got bondage, leather, shit is punk rock She get off, I get off, shit, we at a bus stop, ah Baby, what's your name? I'm him, nice to meet you (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha) It ain't no service here, that ni*** can't reach you Got about a nine-inch chair, I could seat you Let me get my dinner, knee pads, I will eat you up Keep it low, scuba, cornrows, gap teeth, A-cups (Ha, ha, ha, ha) Ooh, girl, better calm the f*** down, I'm a club shooter (Ha, ha, ha, ha) Take you home, this a three million dollar Uber, goddamn Thirty M's in the bank, for sure (It's T, baby, oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) But you would never know, I act broke (Act broke, huh) Yeah, I'm tryna hit, for sure (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) But, baby, gotta keep it on the low (On the low) I be dressin' like I model for the Vogue (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Never tell 'em where I got the clothes (Nigga, no) Gang snuck in this bitch with a pole (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) But you would never know, it's on the low (On the low) Back that shit up (Back it up) Back that shit up (Back it up) Back that shit up (Back it up) Back that shit up (Back it up) Back that shit up to the whisper song Back that shit up to the whisper song Back that shit up to the whisper song Back that shit up to the whisper song